One of the most difficult tasks to do is to find the right words to describe the loss of a friend. No words can capture the depth of emotions for such a great loss.
I met Emeka about some 35 years ago when my then roommate and later best friend at the University of Maiduguri introduced him to me as her boyfriend.
This relationship that began in the 80's, evolved over the years. I was at their wedding as they were at mine, and at almost all major events in our lives because he was married to my friend.
Emeka was a family man. I knew him as a loving husband, a kind father to his son and a man of faith.
He was more than a friend, a big brother to me, too gentle to a fault, has never declined any request from me, accommodating, full of compassion and above all, a loyal and dependable friend.
We cannot know what God’s plan is for us, what we can do is to live out our lives as best as we can with purpose, love and with joy.
"The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living"- Cicero. Emeka, your life is forever placed in the memory of all those you left behind; your wife, your son, your siblings and your friends.
We take solace and hope in the word of God in the book of Thessalonians 4:13-14 that says - "Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him."
Goodnight Hyacinth Chukwuemeka the son of Ezeigbo, you will never be forgotten. Adieu!