Mummy, 
We fondly called you mama awon boys. You not just that even to older friends of daddy, you that to all your children and their friends. Everyone keeps calling and telling me Mama Daco "mummy gbogbo wa ni".
I was reminded how you would still create time to find out if a friend of your son that came to your home at 11:000pm late in the night had eaten. You would still make arrangement to ensure he took something before going to bed, even if it's indomie. 
I remember some time back when we finished the whole cooler of rice prepared  for the house by bringing in friends. You didn't complain since we enjoyed the fish stew. You just arranged for another bigger quantity of rice incase we needed more. 
When it comes to food you would always ask "So fe je si?". You were always caring and Catering. Little wonder Late Pa. Orekoya will always demand only for your food. 
My friends will always say they want to introduce their finacé to you because they trusted your candid and sincere advice.
You were always our free caterer anytime anyday. We will miss your Friday Moimoi.
I will miss your 24hour call ahead for what I will eat before getting home. Words cannot quantify your caring value.

You will be dearly missed. Adieu Mama

Mummy, 
I always wonder when everybody says Mama Ladele. Like it was just me alone. But you shared your love equally over all your children, you went as far as sharing it with every boy we brought home. Whether good or bad, ruffian or well dressed, so long as they came in with your children, you treated them like they were yours. 

You would feed everyone like you had the gift of turning 5 loaves and 2 fishes to a miracle. 
You had Gold, but I can vividly remember how you sold all for the caring of your kids, You always told me that we were the treasures you know that God gave you.

We started this fight 17 years ago, God gave us victory. You were there to give out all your boys in marriage and added beautiful daughters, you not only saw, you bathed, nutured and cared for your grandchildren like you had always done for so many others.

Oba and Jola asked "Daddy when are we going to see Grandma Lagos?" I eventually had to tell them "Grandma has gone to be with Jesus". Jola asked "When is she coming back? Tell her to buy something when she is coming."

Words cannot express what you mean to but I will be happy in the fact that you transformed lives and you love God, even in death I know you still do.
So many people have said to me "Mummy is our mummy, not only yours". It only reminds me that life is a journey of Good deeds. You have laid down a legacy, I pray to be able to carry it on.

Rest on Mama Ladele, Abiamo rere.............