My Grandma was an incredible woman who touched so many over the duration of her life. It’s so difficult for me to believe she’s gone, and so painful not to have her here anymore, but I thank God that she is now resting in Paradise in his marvellous Glory. I’m eternally grateful to God to have been blessed with such a strong woman of God as my Grandmother, and with the countless number of lives she impacted, there is absolutely no doubt that her legacy will continue to live on and on.
So much of what my parents have instilled into my siblings and I over the years, comes from the same morals and principles that Grandma imbibed in my mum when she herself was growing up. I’m grateful that Grandma passed on these values to her children, which ensured that my own mum herself would become a woman of great faith, a steadfast faith in the grace of God, the faith which is the only reason I am alive today despite the evil plans of the enemy during my mum’s pregnancy, to prevent me from seeing this world.
The loving bond my Grandma shared with my mum and the admiration and respect I saw my mum hold for her mum, definitely set the tone for the respect and admiration I have for my own mum, and unconditional love that my mum shows me, for which I am grateful and do not take for granted.
Growing up, first in Lagos then eventually in Abeokuta, every minute at my Grandma’s house was treasured! My Grandma was one of the most caring, considerate and generous people I have ever known, with the biggest and brightest of smiles, the most melodious and contagious of laughs, and so much love to give. Every second with her was a second cherished. Also, you couldn’t go to my Grandma’s house and not leave completely stuffed! Whether it was iyan and ila, or just her delightfully delicious puff puff...she could craft something to tantalise anyone and everyone!
From a young age, it was so clear and evident to me the love that my Grandma had for us. Even more importantly than the unconditional love she showed us, since we were tiny, she ensured that we were taught to walk in the way of the Lord. She would always pray with us and over us so fervently.
After leaving Nigeria back when I was younger, I didn’t get to see my Grandma often but her love remained unwavering and we would speak to her all the time. She would never miss a birthday, and in general she would always call, again praying into to our lives and reminding us of the principles that we stand for as children of God, and of course she would always remind us to look after our parents :) She would always ensure that we we knew how proud she was of us and our achievements, and that she loved us.
Even up until my big big age now (haha), last time I got to go and see my Grandma and Grandpa in Abeokuta, my Grandma called us round in the living room just like she’d been doing since we were little, and as my siblings and I sat once again in a tiny semi circle looking up at her, she reminded us of these same values, that we are set apart and that we should continue to depend on God, and she prayed over us and spoke countless blessings into our lives.
Through the pain of the loss of my Grandma, (and this has been one of the most heartbreaking experiences for me, especially due to the sudden nature and the consequent shock), I do appreciate and thank God for the undeniable truth that my Grandma’s life was one very well spent, and her entire life was one huge testimony to the incredible grace of God and the unending love of Jesus Christ. She was considerate and loving, holding her family up and also devoting her time to so many selfless causes. She was a true and literal embodiment of the Proverbs 31 Woman. I am grateful for every single one of the nineteen years I was blessed to be able to call her my Grandma. Aa tun pade! I love you ❤️