The month of August has always been filled with different emotions for me and my family, from birthdays celebrations, to my wedding anniversary, to funfilled memories. Only for an unfortunate incident that reshapened my mind to occur in the same month I hold dearly.
13th of August 2021 at about 7:10pm I lost 2 persons dear to my heart. I must say my dearest person. Someone who embodied the personality of both aan and a woman, someone who took up the role of a mother and a father, someone who stood as my mentor and motivator, someone who would give her all to ensure my siblings and I had the best within her capacity. My MUM!!!
My mom was the sunshine that brightened every day, spreading love, kindness, and warmth to all those around her. Her infectious smile and joyful laughter had a way of making everyone feel welcome, valued, and loved. With a heart full of generosity, she selflessly gave her time, resources, and energy to help others, always putting their needs before her own.
As our mother and father, she played a dual role with grace and dedication, providing for us, nurturing us, and guiding us with unwavering love and care. It was later in the years I realized we were just 6 (Children) of us from her biologically, asnothers were family friends, acwuintances and neighbours. Her sacrifices will never be forgotten, and her devotion to our well-being inspired us to strive for greatness.
Mom's life was a testament to the power of love and kindness. She taught us to embrace love, share love, and live love in every aspect of our lives. Her legacy is a reminder to always choose compassion, empathy, and understanding.Through her extraordinary life, she showed us the true meaning of selflessness, resilience, and strength. Her love, guidance, and support shaped us into the people we are today, and we will forever be grateful.
Her love for the things of God, moulded our zeal to seek the kingdom of God first and trust me every other thing was added to us. All mum ever know was Church, church, church. I'll be forever grateful for that legacy.
It was a Friday morning, everywhere was bright and promising. We observed our regular routine; we did our morning devotion, went for our usual morning walk, I checked her vital signs, they were normal, we had breakfast, then i got her to dance with her grandchildren. These were things she loved and looked forward to on a daily. She was '74years old and Super Healthy'. Fast forward to 4pm, we went for our evening walk. I made dinner while she was answering questions from the kids. chuckles they always had tons of questions laced out for her. You'd hear things like "Grandma, why is your hair white?" Or " Grandma, why is your skin squeezed". Hmmm!!!
6:45pm I started feeling unease, I felt I was being examined and watched. Funny how I said it out at the dinner table but I couldn't eat. So I resorted to seeing one of my favorite reality TV show, Big brother Naija. 7: 05pm she joined me and we started gisting. Suddenly she said "Why is my ........." In anticipation of the remaining part of the sentence, I looked back at her. 💔💔💔 She was gasping for breath, oh God what do I do? I screamed, yelled, tried resuscitating, prayed but my hero was set to transition. 7:10pm I felt the lifting of her soul, oh my heart broke, my world crashed. I wouldn't want to dwell on what I went through today, perhaps my next story would be on how I survived the shock.
Rest in peace, dear Mom. Your love will never fade, and your memory will continue to inspire us to spread love, kindness, and joy to the world around us."
