The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh.
How can I say RIP My Beloved Etta, My second Mother, My best friend, My Counselor, My confidant, My everything. There is a void, a void of emptiness and profound sadness.
I went to bed Wednesday night and anxiously waited to make my morning call, only to get the call that you are no longer with us. What do you mean, GONE, My Etta is Gone. Grief and sorrows pierced my heart, uncontrollably tears flowed, my body froze, I was in awe, she is gone.
No more Early Morning calls that often started with: “ Hello Love you alright”, that usually follows with; "is what you gonna have for breakfast"? "dem pickney gone to school yet".
No matter what, we found time to connect. Those conversations were fully decorated with not just laughter, but with much “belly” laugh. Your crave for Jamaican delicacy ended with a wish list: guinep, hogberry, naseberry, busta, mintballs, tamarind balls, and Doctor fish. My children and I were delighted to pack your goodies bag. You did not hesitate to tell me how much you enjoyed everything and ended with "Thank you gal, tell dem pickney say Big Thank You"
Oh my Dear Sister I wish that we could have one more time to talk and laugh with you.
My Dear Sister/Aunty Etta, Forever you will remain our Unbreakable bond, your Legacy of Love will Live forever. Farewell My Beautiful, Loving and Kind Sister, Farewell My Guiding Light.
Your sister Babet
Babet Spencer
16/03/2026
