our story

A tribute to our daughter Mama Princess:

Mama Princess, our precious daughter. This is us-your parents speaking quietly, from the deepest place in our hearts.

You were born in Paris, into humble beginning, and from the moment we held you, we knew your path would not follow an easy path. We did not always have the words then, but we felt it. Still, we felt something else, your calm strength, your warmth, your ability to bring light into every space you entered.

When you began nursery in Paris and started to speak French, fluently, we watched you

blossom with pride. And then far too soon, we had to ask you to let go of that world and begin over again in England. You were so small. A new country. A new language. A new nursery. Our hearts were heavy with worry but yours was open and brave. It was in that first nursery in England that you met Judith. You and Judith were the only black children in that nursery and in that unfamiliar territory, you found each other. That shared understanding, that quiet recognition, became the foundation of a friendship that has lasted a lifetime. Even then, you knew how to connect deeply, how to hold on to people who matter. Your story cannot be told without her, because she was there at the very beginning of your journey in England-walking besides you when everything else felt new.

Soon after another move come, another house moves, another school, and another beginning. Each time, we wondered how much more a child could be asked to carry, and yet, you carried it with grace. You didn’t harden; you didn’t withdraw. You stayed open hearted.

Then came six years of stability and we watched you truly glow into yourself. You found your confidence, your voice, and your joy. And when secondary school brough four more school moves we watched you do something extraordinary-you kept on choosing light, kindness and you kept on choosing hope. Mama Princess, amongst your friends, you became the glue.

Mama Princess, you are the one who bring people together, who noticed when someone is quiet, who create warmth where there could be distance. Your presence brings, joy, comfort and laughter. People feel safe around you. They feel seen. That is a gift no textbook can teach, and it is one you have carried since when you were very young. Every school, every new environment, some how gained something because you were there.

When you moved to college and later gained admission into the school of pharmacist in Sunderland, we saw the full picture came together. All the strength. All the adaptability. All the compassion. You were ready not only academically but as a person.

Your determination did not stop with you. You unknowingly paved a path for your siblings. By watching you, they learned what courage looks like. They learned that even when life keeps moving you around, you can still move forward with purpose. You showed them the way by simply being yourself.

Mama Princess, you are not only our pride, but you are also our joy. You are proof that humble beginning can lead to extraordinary outcomes. That instability can produce deep rooted strength. That kindness when chosen again and again, becomes a legacy.

We look at you, and we see every classroom, every move, every tear, every smile and we know it was not all in vain. You didn’t just grow up navigating the world. You grew into someone who made the world gentler for others. And we love you more than words can ever fully say.