Sibling Tributes

It takes someone very special to be called “Big Brother.”

Our Big Brother was special in every way—both in size and in heart.

You are loved deeply by all your siblings. You are ours forever.

You were the brother we could all depend on, through thick and thin.

Your love will continue to bind us and keep us close, always.

If you ever wondered how much you meant to us,

just look at all the stars twinkling around you

and know that we are there with you—now and forever.

Tributes from Your Siblings:

Doris – born Asiedua Nee

I was your first sibling. I came into your life when you were only two years old, and even as a child you had such a generous, big heart. There was never any animosity, jealousy, or resentment toward this new arrival. Instead, you proudly let everyone know that there was now a very special person in your life called “Sister.”

You insisted that everyone acknowledge my place in your world—our parents, grandparents, siblings, cousins, friends, boyfriends, and even my David—all called me “Sista.”

You shared your soul with me from the very beginning.

As we grew and traveled abroad, you eventually settled in the USA, where you met Sharon in New York and later moved to Boston. Together you built a beautiful life with your four wonderful boys—each of them a reflection of you, carrying your deep love of Ghana and our culture. And now they have children of their own. What a legacy you have left.

Your kindness sometimes made things difficult for the rest of us. When you could not return home to Ghana for a while, Mama missed you so deeply that she often forgot that we were there—and yes, it hurt a little. But once you began coming home again, everything returned to normal, and our green eyes disappeared.

Naa Ansah

Ooh, bro Ansah.

We were waiting for you to come to Ghana. It would have been a grand reunion. But it never happened. Man proposes, but God disposes. God knows best, and we have no cause to complain.

You’ve done your part.

Rest peacefully in the arms of Almighty God.

Fare thee well till we meet on the resurrection day.

Mabel

Oh, Bro Ansah, as I affectionately call you.

My dear brother, I still find myself picking up the phone just to check on you. You have left a big void in our hearts, but we take comfort knowing that you are at peace. You were a man of immense generosity, and I will always cherish your memory.

May your body be healed, and your beautiful soul rest peacefully.

Till we meet again.

Lena

Bra Ansah,

Your death has impacted my life more than you could ever imagine. Since our father died, you made me feel like I still had a Dad. You cared for me the way a father would, and now I am completely devastated. I miss you so much.

It feels as though my right hand is missing, but I know the Lord knows best, and that you are in His hands. As they say, “The good die young,” and we know He has called you to help Him love and care for His children.

Rest in peace, my dear brother, in the arms of the Almighty until we meet again.

I love you and miss you every day.

Albert

Dear Bra Ansah – Fella,

I want you to know that you were my hero. I always wanted to be like you—and to be seen as you. You knew that, and you embraced it, encouraging everyone to call me “Fella,” just like you.

Rest in peace, my hero.

Gina

My big brother!

As a child, I thought of you as a giant. As I grew, I came to see you as a true big brother in every sense.

You were always there—your advice, your generosity, your empathy. When our dad died, I was a young single mother living in the UK, and you were in the USA. When you asked if I wanted to attend the funeral and I said yes, all you said was, “Leave it with me and Kwatey.” A few days later, our cousin called me to pick up tickets for myself and my daughter, Daale. I was overwhelmed. I never thanked you both enough. Thank you.

Our relationship grew stronger, and I learned to see you not as a giant, but as a loving, caring brother. When I moved to Ghana over ten years ago, we became even closer as you began visiting more often with your family. With your love for architecture, you helped redesign my house. I shared in your dream of building your own house in Ghana—a dream you achieved, though heartbreakingly, you never got to spend a night there.

When I visited you in the USA in October, it was painful to see you suffer. I put on a brave face, but I broke down the moment I left your house.

Bra Ansah, you fought hard—especially for the chance to visit Ghana one more time. But the Lord knows best. I know you’re resting peacefully in His bosom, surrounded by all our loved ones.

I will miss you dearly and cherish your support, your brotherly love, and your genuine affection.

Rest in perfect peace.

Always with love,

Gina xxx

Aku-Bibio – Theresa

My dear Bra Ansah,

I cannot believe you are no longer with us. The pain you have left behind is unbearable. You were an extraordinary brother—your kindness, gentleness, and love I will forever miss.

Your legacy lives on. Thank you for being there for all of us.

Rest in perfect peace, Ansah. I love you.

If love could have saved you, you would be here with us forever.

Our hearts are broken, but we take comfort knowing that you lived a full, joyful life and achieved your dream of building your perfect home atop a mountain in Ghana.

You are gone but never forgotten.

Sleep in perfect peace.