Duabo, it has been 7 years since you left without saying goodbye. I am holding back my emotions and have refused to pass through all the stages of grief. I can not let go of you!
My childhood was filled with pleasant memories because of you, my favorite brother.I remember when I used to walk to your room at the BQ( Abana street), I find you playing scrabble and checking the big book for words and points. I used to wonder , why so serious? It is just a game.
Irrespective of our age difference you played with me. You will throw me up in the air and catch me; talk about trust. I knew you would never miss to catch me back into your arms.
You would spin me around until I was dizzy. I would laugh and scream for more!
Is it “Oga”? You played with me when I had no friends.You would put me on your neck and carry me around. We danced and laughed together.
Concerning academics, you helped with my assignments and encouraged me. I believed I could be anyone, if I put my mind to it because of you.
You were a lover of fried ripe plantains and meat!
Duabo, amazing memories of you will forever be engraved in my heart. I love you!