A Day of Mixed Emotions: Celebrating My Mum, My Niece, and Fr. Dickson

A Day of Mixed Emotions: Celebrating My Mum, My Niece, and Fr. Dickson

Today is a day that stirs deep emotions within me. It is a day of celebration and remembrance, of joy and longing. On this very day, my beloved mother, though no longer with us, would have been celebrating her birthday. At the same time, my niece, Verse, marks another year of life, and so does Fr. Dickson.

My mum was my rock, my unwavering pillar of prayer. She never closed her eyes at night without calling each of us by name before God. To her, prayer was not just a routine, it was the very foundation of life. She believed that no matter how tough the road, prayer could move mountains, and she lived that belief until her very last moment, passing on while returning from a religious function. There are days I still ask myself, “What would life have been like if she were still here?” But then, I remind myself that heaven only calls its best.

Yet, even in the midst of this longing, there is reason to rejoice! My niece, Verse, is growing, blossoming, and stepping into her own. Her birthday is a reminder that life continues, that joy still finds a way to shine through the sorrow. May her life be filled with grace, wisdom, and favor. May she carry the strength and faith that defined my mum.

And to Fr. Dickson, a man of faith and dedication, may God bless you abundantly in your priestly ministry. May your journey be filled with grace, wisdom, and unwavering strength to do God’s work.

So today, I celebrate three souls, one in eternal rest, one rising into her future, and one walking steadfastly in God’s service. Happy birthday, dear Mum in heaven, happy birthday Verse, and happy birthday Fr. Dickson!