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Celebating the Life of Carmeta Johnson

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Heavenly Father, we thank You for the life of our dear Carmeta Johnson for the love she gave, the faith she lived, and the legacy she leaves behind. As we gather in sorrow, let us also rejoice in the promise of eternal life. Comfort our hearts, strengthen our spirits, and help us carry forward the grace she so freely shared. May Your peace, which surpasses all understanding guard our hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.
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KACIA’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA

I had the privilege of living with Mama in my early teenage years, and I will forever be grateful for that experience. It was a time filled with lots of love, learning, and laughter - moments that shaped me into the woman I am today.
Mama taught me so many invaluable lessons during that time. We shared a deep love for reading, and I remember a time when we received some boxes of books. We excitedly went through them – you would swear it’s Christmas. The next day, I told a family friend — also a book lover — about our new treasures. That evening, when I got home from school, Mama looked at me and said in that unforgettable way she would enunciate every syllable of my name, “But Kayyyciaa… you a house enemy.” I was confused at first, but then I realized, I had taken the house business to the streets. That day, I learned the valuable lesson of the importance of discretion and family loyalty - ‘never carry your house business go road’.
When I first went to live with her at Cheniston Drive, Westmore Gardens, I wasn’t used to sleeping in my own room. Every night, I would knock on her door saying, “Mama, me belly a hurt me,” or “Mama, me head a hurt me.” She knew none of it was true — I was just scared. But she never turned me away. She would simply pat the side of her bed and say, “Alright Kacia, come lay down beside me, you will feel better a morning.”
Some of the best days of my life were spent in that house, in her presence. Her patience, her wisdom, and her unwavering love were gifts that continue to guide me. Her legacy lives on in the values she instilled in me and the love she poured into all of us.
Though she may be gone from this world, she will never be gone from my heart.
In quiet strength and gentle grace,
You held our hearts, our sacred place.
A guiding light, a steady hand,
Who taught us how to love and stand.

One Madda Johnson. Mama J. Forever loved Kacia
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TRIBUTE TO SISTER CARMETA JOHNSON

“We serve a great big wonderful God — always victorious, always watching over us. A great big wonderful God.”
With that assurance, I know He will guard me through the storm as I mourn the loss of a sister so dear, extraordinary, and incredible. Her presence brought joy, laughter, and warmth — and her memory will continue to do so.
One of my earliest memories of my sister is her caring, nurturing, and protective spirit. Even as the sole provider for her seven children, her duty of care to our parents and us, her siblings, was always evident. She was like a mother hen, watching our every move and ensuring that we “stick and stay.” Even to the end, she made it her duty to check on everyone — like a time clock set for takeoff. Her empathetic nature could not be missed; she was a constant source of comfort and encouragement, making you feel special and valued every time.
My sister possessed unwavering strength and a compassionate spirit. She faced challenges with courage and grace, never allowing anything to diminish her light. Her resilience, especially in parenting, taught me the importance of standing firm in the face of adversity. Perhaps her own trials taught her the virtue of listening — she was an active listener, always asking thoughtful questions and drawing insightful conclusions that were usually spot on. Her keen analytical mind was no doubt sharpened by her love for reading.
One of the things I will always cherish about my sister is her deep sense of appreciation. Nothing was ever too small to earn her broad grin and heartfelt thanks. Simple tutorials I shared — like helping her use her phone — delighted her greatly. She quickly mastered the task and proudly told me what a good teacher I was!
Most rewarding of all was celebrating her 80th birthday, which she spent with my husband and me for a few days. Nothing can replace those treasured moments and the joy we shared, especially now that she is no longer with us.
I am comforted knowing that you had a close relationship with your God, just as I am grateful for the time we shared. While I wish we could have had more time together, I cherish the countless lessons learned. Your legacy lives on in the love you showed to our family and the many lives you touched.
Sis, you are a gift to the heart and a friend to the spirit. I will carry your memory forever and strive to honour your life in all I do.

Thank you for everything.
Nadine Johnson-Leachman
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JULIO &FAMILY TRIBUTE TO AUNTY

In Loving Memory of Ms. Carmeta Johnson
Today, we celebrate the life of a truly remarkable woman — Ms. Carmeta Johnson, fondly known to us all as “ Mada.”
She played the role of matriarch, the heart, the glue, and the gentle force that held us all together with grace, laughter, and unwavering love.
To know "Auntie Mada" was to know kindness, peace, and joy in their purest forms. She had a way of brightening any room she entered — always cheerful, always relaxed, and always ready with a comforting smile or a few encouraging words. I have never once seen her sad or troubled; her spirit was truly anchored in peace and faith. Her easygoing and nonchalant nature reminded us daily of the importance of staying calm, trusting God, and cherishing life’s simple moments.
Her life is a living testimony of stewardship, strength, and resilience. The evidence of her guidance shines brightly through her seven children — each one blossoming into an amazing, hardworking, ambitious, and upstanding citizen. Through them, her legacy continues — strong, radiant, and unshakable.
Though our hearts are heavy, we find comfort in knowing that our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, has called His faithful servant home. Gone too soon, but never forgotten, Auntie Mada is now in a peaceful place — walking and singing with the angels, smiling down on us, and watching over the family she so dearly loved.
It will be difficult to adjust to life without your laughter, your gentle advice, and your calming presence. But we take solace in knowing that God’s plan is perfect — just as you were, Auntie Mada. We will not question it, for we know His timing is divine.
Continue to be our beacon of light, guiding us even from beyond, as we still yearn for your wisdom and your loving direction.
The Lord blessed this earth with 81 beautiful years of your unwavering love and support — a gift to the Jonlemac family that can never be replaced or replicated.
We will miss you deeply, but we will hold onto your memory with gratitude, pride, and love. Rest peacefully, dearest Auntie Mada.
With love always,
Julio, Kishi, Kijean, Jaxon, and Abigail Leachman

May your soul rest in eternal peace.
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TRIBUTE TO CARMETA “ MADDA “ JOHNSON

There are few people outside of my immediate family who call my name exactly how it was intended to be pronounced and Carmeta, “Mada” is top on the list, that underscores the fact that she was a student of the English Language.  I think there are few people who would have read more novels than Carmeta which says a lot about her vocabulary.
Mada as far I know, was never into speaking negative to or about people. A kind word was always coming from her heart. She sought to validate you and build your self-esteem. My first encounter with her after I started dating her sister was more welcoming than I had anticipated. Our conversation was as if we had known each other for years. And in that discussion she did give me a charge in a very subtle way – “ So Reynald, how serious are you with my little sister” ? Well, I think she was very happy with me. She openly addressed me as her "Favorite Brother – in-law", always validating me.
Carmeta was witty and sharp on her feet. Listened so intently without much talking most times. When she spoke and many times unexpectedly, whatever said was very measured, deliberate and sometimes highly philosophical. She quoted a lot from her dad Earnest Johnson , “ Massa Coe” , “ Bredda” for emphasis. I admired her for many things, her unmatched sense of humor ; this she has passed  on to all of our children, barring none. My greatest admiration though is the mastery demonstrated in nurturing, guiding and providing for her children, like a mother hen covering her children.
In several private discussions with her sister, my wife Nadine, we would conclude that Carmeta had the ability to become anything she wanted to be in life I recall her sister Nadine, giving her tutorial on some aspects of the use of the cellphone , something some people in her age group would probably be apprehensive about. Well, certainly not Carmeta Johnson. She absorbed, immersed and actioned, demonstrating mastery. Her texts every morning on the Family WhatsApp Group were flawless. This once more underscores her intellectual capacity.
This brother-in-law is so proud to have been associated with such phenomenal woman. I am better off for having crossed your path. Memories of our journey will forever live with me.

Rest in peace Carmeta! and may light perpetual continue to shine upon your face.
From Reynald Leachman (Brother- In – Law)
A Beautiful Soul A love between mother and child that most people have come to understand and realise, A soft, infectious and impressionable smile that even the blind could see with his eyes, A warm and welcoming embrace of a hug signaling one's perspective of strong family ties, Are a few of the things that come to mind... And I can't help but think, "My God! What a beautiful soul?!" No matter when it was, you never failed to address us as "my neice" or "my nephew", Whether it was that we j

Ramoy and Tina

A Beautiful Soul A love between mother and child that most people have come to understand and realise, A soft, infectious and impressionable smile that even the blind could see with his eyes, A warm and welcoming embrace of a hug signaling one's perspective of strong family ties, Are a few of the things that come to mind... And I can't help but think, "My God! What a beautiful soul?!" No matter when it was, you never failed to address us as "my neice" or "my nephew", Whether it was that we

Ramoy and Tina

A limb has fallen from the family tree that limb with a soft voice says grieve not for me instead remember the best time the laughter the songs remember the good life I lived while I was strong continue my heritage i am counting on you keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through my mind is at ease my soul at rest remember my family how truly we are blessed continue the tradition no matter how small go on with your life until the day comes and we reunite again keep on growing from day toda

Beverly small Demmitt

Dear mama j, there's so much I wanna say but time won't alow me.. you are a mother to me ,a grandma and also my best fren, you left without saying goodbye to me an it really pains my heart ?? oh how I missed sending you goodmorning msges , I missed chatting with you in the day an even at nites, I love wen you ask me how ur grand kids doin, you said you love wen I called you mama j but you kno wats killing me, few days before you passed I told you am really longin to see you and am cumin to see y

Shakari

Sending my deepest Condolences to the loved ones of my great friend "mada". She was a very good person and she will be really missed- praying that the children will stay strong,I'll always love all of you and you'll always be my nieces and nephews. REST IN PEACE CARMETA JOHNSON.

Francella

On this sad occasion I wish to honor the life of a Legend , a virtuous woman whom her price is far above rubies. She is a woman of good character and a heart of gold, she has different ways of expressing herself to different people, giving persons advice, counseling and even a good belly full of laughter. You showed us unconditional love and we will always have you in our hearts. Sleep on Mama, miss Madda and Ms Carmeta Johnson and sore like that eagle????.

Janett

In Loving Memory of Ms. Carmeta Johnson Those we love don't go away; They walk beside us every day. Gone from our sight, but never from our hearts. Your laugh still echoes in my thoughts, Mama. You were such a humble soul, a tremendous lady, and you will be deeply missed. I am so grateful our paths crossed in this life. More than anything, I miss our small talks and your words of encouragement. I will carry them with me always. Love forever, Juju Resting in the Master's Care Sleep on, our d

Shayein

My dear cousin and friend carmeta mada you and I were on the phone two days before you passed away when I get the phone called that you passed i was so confused because I just lost my daughter in June 2025 and when I called you to let you know of my daughter passing you was my support system you called me every day and when I took my daughter body home for burial was there for me you huit cuz I will miss dearly no more phone calls words cannot explain how missed to your children and siblings tak

Beverly small Demmitt

Grandma, I wish I had more time to get to know you but distance kept us apart which breaks my heart. I know that you were the most wonderful, pure hearted, genuine person and that you put others first before caring for yourself. My mum genuinely loved you so much and had a soft spot for you for being so loving towards me and I’m so appreciative and grateful for a grandma like you. You were taken too soon and I will always hold your beautiful soul close to my heart. I pray that you rest in peace

Savannah

JENNIFER’S TRIBUTE TO SISTER
Sis, I am yet to understand your untimely exit, the end of the sweet outburst of infectious laughter when we laugh at ourselves, touching subjects we dare not share or the deep moving groans when the subject hurts to the core.
No longer am I able to just empty my cares at your feet and be assured that even if there was no solution, there was active listening.
Your presence was so enabling and assuring, I never imagined a trip without you even if we just chilled and chatted watching the young people strut their stuff. Your words were usually sobering following much contemplation.
It’s simply just hard to imagine life without you.
However, I am humbled by the years God has loaned to you and your legacy of love so freely shared.
I miss you dearly sis!!

Jennifer


CLEVELAND & FAMILY’s TRIBUTE TO MOM
Dear Carmeta (Mama)
It is with mixed feelings that I your eldest child take a moment to celebrate your life and honor your memory. My wife, kids and I love and miss you so much. Your love, guidance, and support meant the world to us.
You were more than just a mother and grandmother; you were the glue that held our family together. Your kindness, generosity, and compassion inspired me to be a better version of myself growing up until this very day.
I am grateful for the memories my siblings and I shared with you, the laughter, the tears, the sacrifices and the countless moments that made our lives richer.
Rest in peace, my dear mother. We love you more than words can express.
May your legacy of love and strength continue to guide us as we journey on without you.
With all our love

Cleveland , Natasha, Cleveland Jnr. and Kayoini


CECIL’S TRIBUTE TO MOM
In Loving Memory of Carmeta Johnson
Sunset: September 25, 2025
Mom, you were my guiding light, my teacher, and my safe place. Being the one to take you to the hospital and share those final moments with you was a privilege. I will always carry you in my heart. I miss you more than words can say. So much so that I still keep your pillow in my car just to feel a little closer to you each day. You taught me lessons that will carry me through life about strength, kindness, resilience, and love. Your wisdom lives on in everything I do, and though you can never be replaced, your memory surrounds me like a warm embrace. Sleep in peace, Mom. I’ll love you always.
With all my heart,
Your child

Dykie


HUIT’S TRIBUTE TO SISTER
Carmeta, Mada J, Mama, Mada,J, Grand Ma, Jago....is the 3rd child of Ethlyn and Ernest Johnson (Sis and Breda) A woman of shear resilience and strength. A great parent to have nurtured and cared for her seven fatherless children during a time when he was called home without warning! This brings nothing short of hope and optimism fr those who are responsible for raising the next generation of children, it can be done. A sister with a jovial, fun loving spirited and lighthearted personality with a good sense of humour. You can rest assured that wherever she was the atmosphere was spiced with a belly full of love and laughter. I admired her decisive, confident nature , yet she was candid , soft and gentle, kind, calm and sweet I have good memories of the time we shared together which are too numerous to mention. Instead I hold dearly to the legacy and cherish them. May her soul Rest in Peace and light perpetually shine on her. Sleep on beloved, Sleep and take your rest...

Your brother Huit, your parring partner


OMAR (PAUL) & FAMILY’S TRIBUTE TO AUNTY
Aunt Mada was a mother in every sense of the word not only to her seven children, but to so many of us who were blessed to be loved by her. Her home was always open, her arms always ready to comfort and do good. Watching her raise her children with strength and tenderness while still embracing the rest of us was a quite telling.
The legacy of love she built will live on in our hearts.
In the 90, Aunt Mada came to stay with Mummy, and from that moment on, I felt doubly blessed. It was as if God had given me two mothers each with her own strength, her own tenderness, and her own way of loving. Watching them together working, laughing, praying shaped my understanding of family and faith.
Aunt Mada didn’t just live with us; she poured herself into our lives. Her presence was steady, her words wise, and her love unmistakable.


NOVALIN’S TRIBUTE TO AUNTY
Playwright Tyler Perry states that ’people come into our lives for season’, Auntie Mada my season with you bore fruits of confidence and a sense of belonging.
Without knowing it you taught me to hold my head up high when others seek to put me down. I learned to love myself from early because of your kind words.
Your hugs made me feel a sense of belonging and you inspired me in the way you cheered on each family member to greatness.
I am thankful for the great season I had with you.
Fly high Angel Carmeta Johnson.
You are loved eternally.

Nova (niece)


LORNA’S (WENDY)
TRIBUTE AUNT CARMEN
From my heart I can say that I had loved her dearly. I had benefitted from her care in Jamaica. So when my mom, her Sister Helen, invited her to Canada to come and babysat my younger sisters, us girls, me Wendy, Joyce, Elaine and Denise welcomed her and lovingly called her Carmen.
I have faced several issues in the last few years and she had become a voice of reason and consolation.
My children and sisters are very saddened at her passing.
Rest In Peace, Carmen. Love

Lorna Brown ( Wendy)


NAJAE’S TRIBUTE TO AUNTY
Aunty Mada was more than just a relative – she was a mother figure, friend, sister, counselor, and matriarch of our family.
Her passing leaves a void that can never be filled. I’ll cherish memories of her radiant smile, infectious laughter, and words of encouragement that always seemed to make everything alright. I’m grateful for her love, support, and guidance. Her presence, especially during Mommy’s illness and passing, meant the world to me.
Nando and I miss our visits and those occasional KFC trips.
Auntie Mada’s love was boundless, and she’ll be deeply missed.
Rest in Paradise with love

Naje and Nando


CURTIS’ TRIBUTUE TO AUNTY
This pic of my Aunty Mada , Wise Head , Big Aunty & Matriarch, second to none , a pop big laugh at my one uncle’s birthday celebration last year, happy as a lark is exactly how I will remember her.
The lord loaned his best trusted angel to us for 80 years (one month to her 81st birthday) and for that we are extremely thankful. The admiration, reverence, ultimate respect this esteemed woman received from all & sundry, epitomizes the character & awesomeness of my Big Aunty. My late dad used to sternly let my siblings and myself know that whatever aunty Mada said was law and final; no questions asked, full stop!. I sat at the recent gathering for her in a very somber and sad mood reflecting and even asking God, WHY!! Why my Big Aunty?!!!
I now chose to lift myself from the sad melancholy feelings to happy thoughts of my aunt as she would want nothing less.
Aunty, you’re gone but never forgotten, that infectious smile & laughter which always lifts & brighten Jonlemac anywhere and everywhere will do the same in heaven ....as the younger generation would say..One Aunty Mada , cyaaa two! I love you Aunty.


COLLIN’S TRIBUTUE TO AUNTY
Aunty Cameta aka aunty Mada. Our generation dear not call her Mada as you have to put something on it as the tradition in our family, a sign of respect is that the younger siblings had to say e.g., sister Jennifer or sister Carmeta.
I was fortunate to have lived under the matriarch’s residence twice in my life-time, not privy to the circumstance of the first instance, but I remember as a toddler, I was left with Mama at the house in Marlie Hill Square.
The fact that I was there proves Mama’s devotion, Despite her own seven kids to fend for, she was willing to help her own sister out of her struggles. So if any-body is counting, I was the 8th child she raised.....
Then as destiny would have it, my circumstances changed significantly and as an adult I was living on St. Johns Road, where I was shot up by gunmen, hospitalized for 3 months.
Everything around me fell apart. I was moving all about from Crofts Hill to Portmore and I needed stability as I received a stroke in the process and needed regular medical checkups.
My aunts and uncles made some decisions for me and my second time living under the matriarch’s residence was realized; this time at 56 Cheniston Dr, Westmore Gardens. Being unemployed at the time, I lived off the good graces of Aunty Mada and my life transitioned once again.
I was never left out any the family activity, wherever the family went, I was there with them . I therefore stand proud in considering myself as her 8th child especially in the absence of my mom.
I Love You Mama.

May Your Soul Rest in Peace....


ARLENE’S TRIBUTE TO AUNTY
One of my fondest memory of my big aunty – aunty Carmeta, aka aunty Mada is when she came by the house and my dad wasn’t there.
She fell in love with the plants daddy had on the veranda and she took one. As children, my brothers and I were worried what daddy would say when he realized that one of his plants was gone. But aunty said, “ tell Boogoman say is me tek it- me , yu big aunty tek it( with her lisp). When dad came and we told him, he said ,”dat is yu big aunty! She can take anything she want! My big aunty was that person who knows that she was loved and respected by her family. I can hear her saying, “Mi niece, keep doing good and take care of your family.
I only wished your father was here to see you. I miss the hugs and ‘kiss ups’ I would get every time we meet, the voice notes of how proud she is of who I have become. Sitting and talking with her was always refreshing. She never ended our conversations without saying, “ Mi niece, mi luv yu!, luv yu bad! bad. Mi know that mi bredda pickni dem love mi.”
Aunty had a special laugh that was second to none. Once the joke was sweet you could hear that laughter ringing out for miles. I truly love and miss my aunty Mada

From Arlene JM


VANESSA & JENESSA’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA
Dear Grandma, My grandma was one of the kindest and strongest person I’ve ever known.
She always showed love through the little things: her warm hugs, her laughter, and her care for everyone around her.
Grandma, thank you for every lesson, every moment, and every bit of love you gave us.
You will always live in our hearts and memories. Even though you’re no longer with us, your love will always stay in our hearts.
We’ll miss you deeply, but we’ll carry your spirit with us forever.
Thank you, Grandma, for everything. I love you always.

Vanessa & Jenessa


JORDON’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA
Grandma,
You have been with me all my life, from a baby, to teen, to present You cared for me, disciplined me, and fed me.
Trying Times
You knew I was a troublemaker, we fought, you got miserable, cussed and thrashed me, but I tested you the more, especially when I got bored.
The Good Times
Yet, we watched movies together. We challenged each other in playing poker and dominoes. We loved laughing, hugging and I loved to rub your hair.
Her Wish
I remember you said you wanted to see me get married with a baby of my own, so that you can touch and hold him or her in your palms before you died. I told you that I would try, but you should stay alive long enough, because you knew I was not ready.
My Wish
Im sorry that you didn’t make it Mama.
I honestly cant believe you are gone. I am definitely not ready to let you go. But you are at peace in the heaven.
I feel like my grandma is watching me
I love mama forever and will never forget you until death


JANELLE’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA
Celebrating the life of an extraordinary woman, a pillar of strength, and a shining example of resilience. My beloved grandma, Carmeta Johnson, may you rest in peace. With unwavering determination, you raised seven incredible children on your own, providing for their every need, and filling their lives with love, guidance, and support. Your selflessness, work ethic, and devotion to your family are a testament to your character. Your legacy lives on through the countless lives you’ve touched, the lessons you’ve taught, and the memories we’ve shared with you. You may be gone, but your impact will never be forgotten. I admired your strength, your courage, and your unwavering commitment to family . You will be deeply missed, but your memory will continue to inspire us all. Rest in peace, dear grandma. Your love, wisdom, and legacy will forever be in our hearts."
Your granddaughter ,

Janelle McCalla


SHANIEL’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA
"Mama" My sweet grandmother was one of the most caring souls I knew.
Her gentle spirit touched everyone who had the blessing of knowing her.
She knew the importance of family and made sure we all understood it too.
Family was everything to her, she believed in togetherness and that is demonstrated through the admirable bond and connection shared between all her children.
I still remember the moments we shared talking about the African movies we loved and we got to watch a few of them together and we certainly had belly full of laughter, also still replay your voice notes and I will always carry with me the encouragement and love you gave me and my children. Even in difficult times, she showed strength and courage, reminding us that love and family are what truly matter.
Though she is no longer with us in body, her love lives on in our hearts. Her laughter, her wisdom, and her warmth will never fade. We thank God for the gift of her life and for all the memories that continue to bring us comfort.
Rest in peace mama.
Your love will always be our guiding light.
Your granddaughter

Shaniel McMorris


COLIIN’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA
Dear Grandma,
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. From my earliest memories, you were always there—guiding me, loving me, teaching me the values that shaped the person I am today. You were more than a grandmother; you were a second mother, a protector, a friend, and my heart’s safe place. Growing up under your care was one of the greatest blessings of my life. Your words, your laughter, your strength, and your quiet sacrifices left a mark on me that time can never erase. I still hear your voice in the back of my mind when I need comfort or direction, and I carry your love in everything I do. Your impact on my life is everlasting. Though you’re no longer here physically, your spirit lives on in me—every act of kindness, every moment of resilience, every lesson you passed down. I miss you deeply, but I also feel you close, especially when I need you most. Thank you for everything, Grandma. I’ll love you forever.
Regards,

Colin Grey


ASHLEY’S TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA
Thank you ,
Thank you for being my biggest cheerleader and letting it be known,
Thank you for being a listening ear,
Thank you for the memories we share,
Thank you for the bread you’ve broken to feed the ton and the porridge you stretch to catch up ‘tumuck’,
Thank you for your warm hug and embrace,
Thank you for you sweet kisses,
Thank you for caring,
Thank you for your endless pushes and that 6 minutes voice note you left letting me know that people are looking out for me.
You prayed to see me enter my third year but to me you should’ve prayed for eternity. Life with you was one for the books, a sweet privilege and talking about it gives me joy!
Thank you my Nana, here’s to #forever80.

From your AshKash<3


NADINE’S TRIBUTE TO MOM
My dear mom Carmeta Johnson,
You left me on September 25, 2025 without saying goodbye. My heart is heavy with sadness, to the extent that everyday I awake I feel sooo sad.
I don’t know when I will get over this mom. I miss the days when you would text me to ask about your grandchildren and great grandchildren. Their wellbeing meant the world to you.
I miss how much you enjoy all the good stuff I would send for you mommy. You didn’t even give me a chance to plan your cake sale and hand over all of that money to you, I miss that lovely smile on your face when you get the things that you love.
Thank you for all you have done for me the values taught, the morals and above all the respect for God almighty.

Fly high mommy. I miss you sooo much.


MAXINE’S TRIBUTE TO MOM
My dear mother you have given us a terrible surprise.
It has left us in limbo, sad, weary and heartbroken mom.
You were my mother, best friend, accountant and secretary. I really don’t know how to cope without you.
My fondest memory is the way you enjoy a meal (especially one of your favourite) that I cooked for you . It was such a pleasure to observe the level of satisfaction shown. Fly high mommy, nuff love.

Maxine


SANDRA MCCALLA’S TRIBUTE TO MOM

Mama my best friend, my shining light my everything. Since you left me mama I feel lost, like I have no one to turn to when I need comfort and advice.
Mama as a child my strongest memories of you was my countless journey to the University Hospital. You never missed a clinic with me and I recalled that you were the first one I saw when I opened my eyes after my surgery. Mama your daily visits until the day I was discharged were so welcomed and appreciated. Ever since, I saw you as my guardian angel.
Our countless talk about our medical conditions were satisfying and rewarding. You shared so much with me about your health.
Mama. how could you leave me without saying goodbye?? My heart is broken. Everytime I think about you the tears keep flowing uncontrollably.

I Love You My Mama

Sandra

BANCROFT & FAMILY
TRIBUTE TO MOM
Grandma,
Even though we've lived far away, you were never far from our hearts. Distance could never weaken the love and bond we shared with you. No matter how many miles separated us, your warmth always found a way to reach us - through your calls, your messages and the love you sent across oceans.
Mom,
It's hard to say goodbye when our hearts still long to hear your voice, to feel your embrace, and to sit beside you once more. Even though we're far away, your love was a constant presence in our lives. A comforting light that reached us no matter where in the world we were.
J,
From the moment I became part of your family, you welcomed me with open arms. You never treated me as just a daughter-in-law - you treated me like your own. You showed me what it means to love selflessly, to give generously, and to live with quiet strength and grace.
We will miss your voice, your laughter and your smile. We will cherish your memories and carry them with us forever. We miss and love you.

Rest in peace MOM

Today I pay tribute to someone who wasn’t just my cousin, but my dear friend — a sister of the heart. We shared a bond that went far beyond family ties. For years, we spent countless hours on the phone, talking about everything under the sun, laughing, reminiscing, and lifting each other’s spirits. There was never a dull moment when we spoke; her voice was always a comfort and her presence, a joy. When we were younger, we were inseparable, going to every party together, dancing the night away and creating memories that have lasted a lifetime. We celebrated, we laughed and we lived fully, side by side. Those moments are now precious treasures I will carry in my heart forever. Her kindness, warmth and sense of humor made her one of a kind. She had a way of making everyone around her feel loved and valued. Even when life brought its challenges, she faced them with strength and grace. She never forgot to give God thanks for His goodness ever time. Losing her leaves an emptiness that words can hardly describe, but I find comfort in knowing that our love and friendship will never fade. She may be gone from my sight, but never from my heart. Rest peacefully my dear cousin and friend. Until we meet again, I will hold on to our memories — the laughter, the late night talks and the joys we shared. You were a blessing in my life, and I will miss you dearly Mada

Monalyn Johnson- Walker


ALTON’s TRIBUTUE TO MOM
My mom was a strong Black woman who settled for nothing but the best, even when she couldn’t afford it financially.
She always did her best to ensure that her children never felt less than anyone else. Though she mothered seven children, she treated our friends with the same love and care — sharing whatever she had as if they were her own.
My mother sacrificed her personal opportunities to make sure her seven children were well cared for. Remarkably, she never gave away any of us, even during the most difficult times.
She leaves behind a legacy of true motherly love — one that every mother can emulate.
I love you dearly mom

Alton

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Funeral Service

Saturday November 8th, 2025 at 10:AM
Church Of God Of Prophecy
41 Old Hope Rd.
St. Catherine

Burial

Dovecot Memorial Park & Crematorium
St John's Rd, Spanish Town, Jamaica

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OBITUARY - CARMETA JOHNSON

1944-2025

Carmeta Johnson died unexpectedly on September 25, 2025, at her residence. She was eighty (80)) years old, one month shy of her 81st birthday, being born on October 24, 1944.

The family is deeply saddened and shocked by her sudden death.
Carmeta is survived and missed by her seven (7) children, Cleveland, ( Clevent) Maxine,
Bancroft (Banny) Cecil ( Dykie), Alton , Sandra and Nadine ; daughters-in-law Sheaka, Sandra, Sharnette, Natasha and son- in- law, Glenville. Forever cherished are her  grandchildren- Nichol, Savannah,
Jerome, Janelle, Cleveland (Jnr), Kayoini, Vanessa Ceejay , Emanie, Ky-manie, J’manie. Shaniel,
Tamieka, Kamoy, Akeno, Jordon, Colin, Christopher and Ashley. Her nine (9) adorable Great
grandchildren- Ajani, Jayden, Janessa , Ishmael, Zarabelle, Brinelle, Brielle,  Mahari.

and Jazzelle
Her memory will be cherished by her siblings Huit and wife Marilyn (Ava), Jennifer, Nadine and Husband Reynald, Joan, brother-in -law Roy, sister- in -law Claudette and special Cousin Christine.
Her memory lives on with her nieces and nephews; Lorna and  Pete, Joyce and; Rolston, Elaine, Denise, Colin, Curtis, Arlene, Collin (Dave) Tyrone, Omar (Paul) Novalin, Julio and Kishi, Ramoy and Tina, Najae and Nando, Dane, Shane, Orane, Shadae and Candice and her great grandnieces and grandnephews; cousins, friends and well-wishers.
Carmeta was pre deceased by parents Ernest and Ethline, brother Alambie, Sisters; Janet, Blossom, Morritta, and Jean.
She was born in Marlie Hill in the hills of St Catherine, and attended school in Brown’s Hall. It was in that said community that she met the father of her children. After his untimely death, she weathered the storm like a trojan. Her stint with the Ministry of Health’s community project was short-lived as she moved to Canada and  as fate would have it, she reunited with her children from which most of her greatest joy came. They created many memories while enjoying the little things that made life worthwhile. She will be missed.