I could have fed my grief when my Naasei died, but for that indefatigable strength stored up in me (a legacy from my mother), for years later, I started the Naasei Foundation. A way of keeping my son’s memory alive, it all started with my friend Eugenia TakyiMenson, introducing me to one Edith Uyovbukerhi, who dealt with preemie babies. Looking at a picture of a preemie baby wearing a regular sized diaper, I noticed that the diaper was literally bigger than the baby. That was when I decided to launch the Naasei Memorial Foundation in 2015, to distribute diapers to preemie babies in Ghana, starting by asking friends on Facebook to donate free boxes of diapers, which I shipped to Eugeniawhopassed it for distribution through Edith’s Foundation, Little Big Souls. In 2021, in a bid to experience line level relationships with preemie mothers, I started to distribute the diapers myself, something that I strive to do each November during National Prematurity Month. This was at the time my mom had died and so it helped inmygrieving process. I also knew it would be my mom’s wish that I continued the work of giving, which she instilled in me, even in my grief. There was real satisfaction in seeing the joy on the faces of the mothers and seeing the children incomfort.Wedistributed thediapers at Korle Bu Teaching Hospital, Holy Family Catholic Hospital, Nkawkaw, and a host of others. Naasei Memorial Foundation 50 The Birthday Journal
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