Dear Ife,
You'll never read this but I'm writing so that your family and friends like me can have more memories of you, even the ones they weren't present for. Everyone has a shared moment with each one person which they remember the most. The one that comes to mind most often when they recall the other's name. And it's our version of that memory I'll write about.
I was teaching someone how to install and use Mendeley today and I remembered that everything I was teaching them, you taught me first. I remember in 500 level, you letting me on the "new secret" Dr. Babatunde had taught you and made you promise not to show anyone. But you knew I was struggling with references for my project and decided to teach me how to use Mendeley. Of course, you made me swear not to tell anyone that it was you that taught me. Many many times, I've appreciated the fact that Mendeley, which is really not important in the grand scheme of things, has made my life easier. It made me a better student and by extension, you, Ifeoluwa, made my life easier and made me a better student. I've shown many people how to use Mendeley and of course, against your advise, told them, even the ones that didn't know you, that "one of my friends like that, Ife" was the one that taught me everything I'm teaching them.
Someday, again, I'll teach someone again, how to use Mendeley, and I'll not only tell them that they're learning all that Ife taught me, but I'll also use the opportunity to tell them who you were, what you did, and how I knew you. Because the stories are the only thing we have of you now. And your friends and family, we'll never stop telling those stories by God's grace.
I only regret now, that it had been a while since we spoke properly before you passed. But we'll speak again I'm sure.
Rest in the bosom of the lord, Rest well, Ife.