Yoshiko Okubo
(1948 - 1999)

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Yoshiko Okubo

Birth:
Japan
September 7, 1948

Passing:
Japan
May 4, 1999


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I miss you.
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
June 26th, 2009
I think of you everyday and miss you so much.
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
June 26th, 2009
I miss you very much. I hope you are happy there with grandmom!
naomi okubo (daughter)
June 10th, 2009
Hi, mom. I miss you.
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
March 27th, 2009
I miss the day when you were here, mom.. but I am sure you are with grandmom by now up there right? Hope you are still watching us from above..
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
December 5th, 2008
Our sincere condolences for your loss. We're here for you if you have any questions about using our service.
iLasting Staff
November 25th, 2008
I wish you are in a happy place
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
November 25th, 2008
I miss you, everyday
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
November 25th, 2008
I wish you are with grandmom now..
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
November 25th, 2008
My family used to love camping at the beach every summer whenever it was possible. My mom didn't like swimming but loved looking at the ocean. She used to tell me that looking at the ocean made her at ease for some reason. She used to cook at the camp and brought lunch to the beach making sure we were fed well to play around. At night, we used to play with some fireworks and cards; these two were the must for us at camp. I used to get so excited every summer and used to bug my mom asking "When are we go camping! When, When!".
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
August 24th, 2008
My mother used to sit in the living room where we were mentally nourished and happy even if there were bad days. She was such a hilarious woman that dialogues with lots of laugher always enriched the living room. When she wasn't there, there always seemed something missing. She used to come home, humorously announcing, "I am home!" which sounded like the song the seven dwarves sing in the movie called "Snow White".

She loved the kinship with her family: that was her showing love toward us. Whenever she felt like it, she started to cling on one of my family members and tried to wrestle; it was sometimes with me, my father, or just anyone sitting near her. If someone tried to stop her, that person would also be involved. The memories of her always make me miss her and feel like going back to the time when the living room was alive with the family. I miss the time when I nestled in her lap, when I wrestled with her, and all the memories that my mother
gave me.
Naomi Okubo (daughter)
August 20th, 2008
I miss you. Yoshiko chan. You'll always live in my heart.
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
August 15th, 2008
When I was 7 years old, I brought so many good family photos to school. My mom told me to bring just one because she knew that I would lose them. Because I didn't listen what she said most of the time, I lost them all.. She used to tell me to keep them in a special place so I can show them for my future children. Now I only have photos that aren't that good. So I really regret that I should have listened what she told me. too bad...
Naomi Okubo (Daughter)
August 15th, 2008
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"Love you."
Naomi Okubo
August 20th, 2008
"See you in my dreams."
Naomi Okubo
August 7th, 2008
"Miss you a lot everyday."
Naomi Okubo
July 3rd, 2008

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