The story of every womans life begins with her marriage  and ends with the exit of her husband, if he exit before her. Even though alive, her walls has fail on her. Her glory gone forever. She no longer shine. My journey ends 27th February 2001, when my crown fail off my head that faithful day. Since then it has never been the same. Tears and sorrow became order of the day. No replacement no exchange once lost, is for ever gone. Doctor umaru you took us long and left us here. Thank God you were a visionary father and  leader . We remain within your guide and are able to stand not fall. Though with tears, pains and rejections, we survived. Still surviving. We were thrown out of the house within 30day of your exit. The once legent of friends that accompany you home daily disappeared. The once trusted boys of yours became betrayals.  We lost every trust you entrusted in them . the once confident Mr ike betray your family. What a cruel world. I became a laughing stock.  Everyone for himself. Some have already meet up with you to give account of the trust you repose on them. Those still with us here, lost out everything, and back to grass. The truth you thought us remain fresh. The patience become your strength.  Commitment to purpose remain our guide, so shall we remain in unity here untill we meet to part no more. Adieu our father, husband, now grand father, uncle to many. Children of your foundation have gone into the world forgetting us. But we thank god,  that you touched their lifes in such a wonderful way, even their parents couldn't.  If you were to come back, i am sure the population of your supposed children,  grand children, great grand children will be amazing. Rest in peace.