Aunty I had little contact with you and my memory of you is a sweet one. You're compassionate, I could remember the day hired cooks in Marcarthy said the wives should go and fetch water, you called me aside and said Tayo, don't fetch water, look for professional fetchers I will pay, and which you did. A week before your death you sent friend request to me on facebook, I don't know it's a way of bidding us farewell. I love you, sleep on till we all see Jesus together. Farewell beautiful aunty.