In loving remembrance

In Loving Memory of My Mother Dr. Victoria Amen Obanor

AKA: Mama Obanor, Mama America and Mother IYE OBANOR.

As I write this memoir of my mother today, my heart is heavy with grief because I miss your loving presence and the moments we always share together and with gratitude to God because I know where you are. I honor you my beloved mother, a woman of faith, a woman of strength, and above all, a prayer warrior. A JESUS WOMAN INDEED.

A Tribute to My Beloved Grandma

Dr. Elder Mrs. Victoria Amen Obanor

Grandma,

Mama, I miss you so much. I miss our small talks. I remember you told me a while back on the day before my surgery you said it is never the same and I thought it was a joke and you were correct.

You were a very prayerful woman I knew you were either an assistant or the Head of your Prayer Group because each time I I heard you talk especially when you were praying on the prayer line you were getting people in line. Now I know my wife got that from you. You were a very good mother. You were there for us with your prayers. You were there for my wife and I miss you so much.

I remember so many times you would call me grandpapa and I thought there was something very important. All you're calling me for is because your YouTube went off and then I would say OK let me fix it. After fixing it I would say OK where do you want me to go and you would say go to the one with the chief. I still do not know which one is the chiefs. But I still miss that communication.

In the practice of medicine, we meet many patients. Some we care for briefly, others for years. And then, every so often, there is a soul whose presence leaves an imprint far deeper than time would suggest. Mrs. Victoria Obanor was one of those rare souls.

Though I had the privilege of knowing her for less than a year, the depth of her impact was profound. From our very first encounter, she carried herself with a warmth that filled the room. She did not simply greet you; she welcomed you with her spirit. There was gentleness in her voice, a sincerity in her eyes, and a grace in her manner that spoke of a life deeply rooted in love.

Mrs. Obanor was the embodiment of motherhood. Even during her own health struggles, her concerns were rarely centered on herself. Her love was active and intentional, expressed in words of encouragement, in prayer, and in unwavering faith.

I have the wonderful opportunity of assisting in the care of men and women of all ages and from all walks of life. Each of these individuals has his/her own story and when he/she shares his/her story my life is truly enriched in ways that are surpassed by the mere caring of him/her. Your mom (Victoria Obanor) was a truly special individual. Her wonderful, kind and obviously caring spirit was captivating. Seeing her just made me smile. It really was a joy caring for her.

I am grateful to God for all that He has allowed me to experience in the short span of my life and taking care of your mother among the many things to which I am extremely thankful. She truly was a treasure. God bless you all.

Dear Dr Iwegbu,

I had the privilege of caring for Mrs. Obanor over many years, and during that time, she became much more to me than just a patient. She was a constant presence of warmth and grace in our clinic, always arriving with a gentle smile that brightened the room. Regardless of her health challenges, she carried herself with quiet strength, dignity, and unmistakable kindness.

What I will remember most about Mrs. Obanor was her spirit. I recall when she was admitted to the ICU in November, she continued to smile even when she was having a difficult time breathing. Every time I entered her room, she would ask how I was doing before I could even speak to her about her own status. She had a remarkable way of putting others at ease, often prioritizing the well-being of those around her over her own.