This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Lawrence Enuezie, 71, born on November 28, 1944 and passed away on July 23, 2016. We will remember him forever.
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Leave a tributeToday was full of the so many reminders and messages that you always send to show me that you are not gone but just away. Rest in peace Nedim.
“PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way.
GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.
PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what?
GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.
PIPPIN: Well, that isn't so bad.
GANDALF: No. No, it isn't.”
Proverbs 4:18
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
Daddy, What will I not give to hear you call my name again ? to sit outside on those afternoons like we used to do , eat our fish and drink our beer. I thought this pain , this gnawing ulcer will heal with time . I wish I can say that but that will be lying . Instead, I see now the gaping hole you filled in our lives, I see what you bore to make us become who we are. You were a man who saw much but revealed little. I see now what you saw , I feel now the pain you felt and now I know better.
Just two days ago , Onye was telling me how I am awalking female version of you , your hand mannerisms, headshakes and Obim always tells me how I give him that "your look". When I miss you so bad, I put your wrapper around me, stand in the mirror and smile- your smile .
I wish I could say that I am coping well but I am not. I see what could have been if you were still around but I know that is selfish. You have performed your piece and exited the stage - YOu did your best and for me, Your piece remains my best masterpiece.
In my heart, you will always remain my Daddy, Nedim, Okolobiaesa. Nedim , rest in peace and may light never grow dim
Eternal rest grant unto our dads, O Lord, and let light perpetual shine upon them. May their souls and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the Mercy of God Almighty, rest in PEACE.
Things fade , time pass and they say, time heals every wound . Does it really ?
I remember you today, unashamed still to say that I am crying . I wish you were here . I wish I can see you once again . Rest on daddy . You will forever be my daddy.
"Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity".
Henry Van Dyke
As long as I live,
I will always remember you,
Though the pain remains.
I will always carry you in my heart,
For that's where you belong .
Tonight, I play you the infernal gallop,
Death never conquered you,
You conquered death,
And you live on, Forever
You are always and forever deeply loved , deeply missed and . Rest in peace daddy and happy father's day
I woke up today,
Sad and tearful,
When I remember the memories we shared,
But when I look back ,
I see the beauty you left behind in me,
Your smile in my smile,
My cheek lines I took from you ,
I smiled and and I saw you smiling back at me,
My greatest fan and cheerleader,
Keep on cheering Nedim,
I wish you are are here with us,
But I am consoled knowing that you are always with me,
free from the physical limitations of space and time ,
I will still drink that beer like we used to drink together ,
As I toast to you,
Nedim, Nnamuku,okolobia esa,
Keep on resting ,
I know you are fine, I know that it is all going to be well.
You live.
In you, the Spirit of life.
Your strength,
'10 men' they called you.
Inspired by the stories of your youth and selflessness,
Your love for mum and us,
I have faith to climb mountains.
In those final moments,
You looked
And heard that great call and answered,
Now you live forever.
Love you so much, Daddie.
Thoughts and memories of you
Of the 'ifs' and the 'dids'
The 'dids' - memories of you, your love, your devotion to family, your sacrifices for us
The 'ifs' - how I could have had more memories of you
Now, it is goodbye to the 'ifs'
The 'dids' are all I am left to cherish.
Your love for me,
I couldn't know all of it.
I couldn't comprehend it all.
You held nothing back from me.
You gave everything for me.
Memories of the day I knew your love for me fill my mind.
Though a glimpse.
It filled me with awe.
With the consciousness of a son.
I know a father's love.
A dad's love.
Quiet. Unshaken.
Like the tip of the iceberg, when expressed.
With words, indescribable.
Full of dreams and inspiration.
It was your love, Dad.
Your life. Selfless.
You wouldn't see lack and not bring relief;
Hurt and not bring comfort;
In each person, life brought your way,
You shared a part of you
Your life many live now.
My children talk about buying you super hero toys; I wish I had bought you one cos that's what you are - super hero;
Super hero books they want to read to you,
Typed messages on the phone for you
Each word of how much they love and miss you.
How much we all will miss you.
How are you? Hope you are okay?
It was always you who would ask first. Even now Daddie I know those are the questions you are asking me.
Same answers I give to you now
Daddie, we are fine. We all are fine.
Aways praying for me.
May not hear those prayers from you again but I know your prayers for me were answered.
As always as I end my call, and now this call
Thank you daddie
Love you, Daddie!
Your son,
Onye
I write these words with heartbreaking sorrow knowing that I will not see you in the physical again but yet, with an unexplained joy knowing that you have gone home to rest. You said we shouldn’t use the word die and I know you didn’t die
You were and will always remain the man who I am and will be forever proud to call my dad. You were an embodiment of goodness, humility, discipline and faith. Your deep love and belief in humanity was extraordinary and you always saw the good in people.
You believed in me. You were my cheerleader, ever present, ever encouraging, never giving up on me. I knew I could face anything because you were there to console and encourage me.
I really did pray and hoped that I see you again but God knows best. You will forever remain my hero, my champion and the one who I remember with deepest love and respect.
One day, we shall meet again in that beautiful land and it’s going to be an awesome reunion.
Nedim, rest in peace and may the angels lead you home
Nkemdilim Rita Omogolor
My diokpa (as I call him in the quite of my mind), my days with you have not been long enough, no they have not. I remember those very few nights of general discussion from your days in St. Anthony Ubulu and the various notables from my homeland you met whilst at school there. Then the Asaba years, your days also in NNPC; the intrigues and turning points in your career with NNPC. We talked books too - where you displayed very keen interest in autobiographies of culture icons across the globe.
What about those nights we talk investment - in sundry investment vehicles and your perpetual encouragement to all around you to live frugally so they can set something aside for posterity. I remember how we traded investment ideas and concerns.
Golden forever indeed will be the several ways you have been a father to me and the love and friendship your extended in your characteristic loving way to every member of my extended family and even friends inquiring about each by name.
I am consoled though, yes I am, that this discussion has not ended. Only the essence has. We will meet again 'my diopka'. Just rest well for now.
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Dad's love
That was me in year 1 Unilag. That t-shirt was my coat of many colours. Bought for me by my mum and I took it with me everywhere I went. I bought the jeans myself. The boots were Dad's safety boots which he used for work. This was the time oversize t-shirts, faded white washed jeans, big belts and big boots were in vogue. So that was me feeling cool. This was the thick of the Hip hop era.
Dad came to see me at uni and that was how I was dressed the day he came. He asked me why as a law student I was dressed like that. Why are you not wearing a suit and tie? He asked me. My previous Uni (AAU) we used to have a dress code. I answered that we didn't have a dress code in this uni. Everybody wears jeans to class. But your jeans are very old and have lost all the blue colour in them. He responded. The next day he told me that I should take him to the shops were he could buy me some new clothes. We went to the shops and he got me really blue pairs of jeans. He asked me how many pairs did I want. I said Dad one pair is okay. But he refused. He asked shop assistant to bring about 4 or 5 pairs so I can have one for each day of the week. I told him that one pair of jeans was okay that I will wear it with the other one at home. That was when he told me that I should not wear that tattered jeans again. He asked me what else I needed. Do you have shirts? Shoes? I told him that I had more than enough clothes. But he refused and wanted me to have new clothes. Before this time I had always asked for money from him for clothes and I always felt that he wasn't giving me enough. But that day my eyes were opened to his love for me. That day, I knew I have a Dad who desires to give me more than I desired, who loves me beyond what I knew and who thinks the best of me and wants the best for me. When I see this picture, I don't remember how he took me to the shops and shopped for me; what I remember is his over-flowing love for me. Love you Dad.
One Year Memorial
Dearest Daddie,
You live.
In you, the Spirit of life.
Your strength,
'10 men' they called you.
Inspired by the stories of your youth and selflessness,
Your love for mum and your children,
I have faith to climb mountains.
In those final moments,
You looked
And heard that great call and answered,
Now you live forever.
Love you so much, Daddie.