Mum, I said already that death only took your relationship with you continues...Rest on
  • 60 years old
  • Born on May 15, 1955 in Nigeria.
  • Passed away on September 24, 2015 in Mecca, Saudi Arabia.

This memorial website was created in memory of our mum, Alhaja Abibat Arogundade, 60, born on May 15, 1955 and passed away on September 24, 2015.

Posted by Basirat Naphew on 5th October 2018
Dearest Mom, From the very day your passing was confirmed, people have said to me and my siblings that we should be consoled in knowing you’re resting peacefully in the purest land on earth and In Shaa Allah free of all sins since you died a Shahida, bearing witness to His dominion and greatness. Those words did not make meaning nor console me for the past 3years. Alhamdullilah, same words have come back to me as I seek consolation in Allah’s words to cope with the deep void from loosing you. I bear witness to His words & promise “Never say that those martyred in the cause of God are dead; infact they are alive! But you do not perceive it” Q2 v154
Posted by Azeez Arogundade on 25th September 2018
Oh mum.........
Posted by Sekinat Arogundade on 25th September 2018
My Mum, My Teacher, My Mentor, My Best friend, My Boss My Slave, My All......., I can not say I miss you, as I still see you in my heart Every second of the day and in my dreams almost Everyday...... U are Still there ALWAYS with d mentoring and love....... Wat I can say I miss, are my lil ways of showing you how dearly I love you...... I miss telling you I love you Mum, but you will forever remain d Best Thing That Has Ever Happened To Me.
Posted by Bukola Arogundade on 24th September 2018
If only wishes come through" ! my only wish would have been to have you here forever. 3years gone! words fail me now but I know I miss you and forever Will. Rest on beloved MUM
Posted by Basirat Naphew on 24th September 2018
Iya Luku, Iya mi, Adunni, awi koko loju oloro... I miss you even more with each passing day. The waves of grief from your loss is relentless. Continue to Rest In Peace, my jewel of inestimable value. May Allah grant you Aljanah Firdous.
Posted by Sheriff Arogundade on 24th September 2018
Its 3 years on. The pain still as fresh as though it was yesterday. We miss you alot, especially your love, wisdom, kindness and courage . But we feel comfort knowing you resting in a beautiful place among angels where you belong. Rest on mum dearest.
Posted by Sheriff Arogundade on 16th May 2018
I am forever thankful to Allah for having you as a mother. That's the greatest blessing i believe God gave me in this world because I believe any other blessing I have was because of the wonderful mother God gave to me . Love you now and always mum. Sleep on in the mercies of God.
Posted by Basirat Naphew on 13th June 2017
Death causes pain and separation indescribable. I missed you so much mom. What I'll give to hear your voice again, your laughter, your prayers. To feel your arms in a warm embrace....
Posted by Basirat Naphew on 15th May 2017
Today would have been your 62nd birthday mommy. Happy post humous birthday! Yesterday (May 14th) was mother's day. I'll forever celebrate you mom, the queen of my heart, the best mom that ever lived. I came across below advice on dealing with grief from a self acclaimed old man; it sums up how I feel and helps me get by one day at a time. "As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s some physical thing. Maybe it’s a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it’s a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.”“In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out.But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything…and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life. Somewhere down the line, and it’s different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out.” So each time the waves of grief hit, and o' boy; they hit really hard on anniversaries, birthdays etc' when I have to come to terms with knowing that the phone call I yearn for the most will never come, to bless and pray for me with joy, intensity and love that only a mother's love can provide. I miss you dearly mommy with every cell in my being. But, with every washes of the wave of grief over me, I emerge floating with a thankful heart for the life you lived and evergreen memories we created. Continue to rest in peace, may Allah forgive all your sins and grant you the best of paradise. Amen!
Posted by Bukola Arogundade on 26th April 2017
I met you and loved you, you saw me and took me as your own. You loved me and showed it. Some wish they never had a mother in-law but I lost something in me the day i lost you,I miss you so so much mum, I love you and i'll do whatever to hear you call me that name.( Abukia)again. Rest on mum,my gist partner and friend.
Posted by Azeez Arogundade on 24th September 2016
Words elude me; one year already! It is only by God's grace that we pulled through. The scars of loneliness, the pains of missing you & relentless yearn to hear your voice and feel your embrace are daily struggles. Some days are easier, being comforted with knowing you're in a better place. Other days are not so easy. The pain reaches deep & I have to remind myself to breath. The scar of your loss reaches depth I never knew existed. It is a testimony to how much we shared and how deeply you're loved. I bury myself in the wealth of memories we created, going through them I cry, smile, laugh and cry some more. The support of families & friends have been plentiful (for which I'm very grateful), but your loss created a void in our lives that can never be filled. For every memory created, cries & laughter we shared; I'll forever be grateful. Rest on my friend, teacher, confidante, prayer warrior, morale booster, best cheerleader and MOM. May Allah grant you eternal rest, forgive your shortcomings and grant you Aljana Firdous Alhaja Abibat Adunni Jokotade Arogundade.
Posted by Azeez Arogundade on 30th April 2016
oh Mum............

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