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In Loving Memory of
HON. AMBULAI BULLEH JOHNSON, JR. 

October 24, 1944 – September 20, 2016

“Those we love remain with us, for love itself lives on. 
And cherished memories never fade, because a loved one is gone. 

Those we love can never be, more than a thought apart.
For as long as there is memory, they’ll always live on in the heart.”

Almost one year ago, on September 20, 2016, we woke up together on that beautiful Tuesday morning and by that evening you had left me forever.  You showed no signs of leaving me that day, but our God had other plans.

After our lovely day together, our God called you to take a walk with him in the garden, a place he knew you loved so dearly.  He walked with you and talked with you and then told you that you were his child and had come to take you home.  I can only imagine the joy you felt as he held your hand and tarried with you.  You were calm and peaceful as he called you to rest from labor to reward.

Thank you, my darling, for taking your last breath in my arms in our garden, for it was at that moment I truly felt our total togetherness and God’s divine presence.  I remembered in June of 2016 when we visited the hospital for your treatment, it took over three hours and more than four nurses and a phlebotomist to get blood flowing from your veins.  The nurses had to wrap you in hot blankets for over an hour.  The pains you felt that day were so deep during all the poking, you began to sob.  I too felt your pains and began to sob with you.  You reached over, looked at me and said “Johnson, come here; (you took my hand, looked at me and said) it’s okay; thank you so much, we just didn’t meet by chance you know, whatever God ordained was right for us. I’ll be all right”.  I began sobbing even harder and when the nurse returned to draw your blood, it flowed.  We were there from 8:am until around 7: pm.

Oh! How I missed you dear.  It pains me each day and I still have sleepless nights thinking of you, but I always call on our God who kept us together amidst all the storms and he continues to keep me sane.  You are now in a better place where there are no more lingering pains.  You are with our GOD.

RIP my dear Ambulai, I love you forever.

Your Johnson and beloved wife, Thelma