February 16, 2021
February 16, 2021
Death Stole My Aunty(Iyapupa)
My heart feels like a block of lead that I can’t lift off the ground. The sadness makes me reflect on the loss of my Aunty( Alias Iyapupa). I reflect on the fact that so many beautiful souls on this earth are taken away from us by such an overwhelming disease. It is an epidemic of epidemic proportions. It is wrong. It is so painful. I met this great woman in 1992 at Federal Road Safety Head Office Gbagbada, she was in the Administrative department while I was in the driver's license computer department,I remember any time you travel to the UK, you always bring so many things for me and my children so generous. Work add to make sure your children are okay. Hmmmm my Aunty I expected you to stay alive to eat the fruit of your labour, Oh God! This one hurts deep.
I remember how we use to represent our Corps Marshal at functions, go to parties together.
I’m blessed to call you my Aunty,
I also call you friend; You’ve loved me unconditionally, And stood by me through thick and thin.You’ve shared my joys and sorrows, my laughter and my tears. You’ve been my inspiration,you stood by me, all the way. Through good and stormy weather. There’s something God has given us, That’s more than family;
He’s placed a love for you, my Aunty,
During child bearing you are there for me. Never thought I’d lose you,But here I am.
The last time we spoke you are in Yetunde’s house taking care of her children, I was even making case for Toyin that you have to share it equally. You're my Aunty for life, I love everything about you, with passion,
I promised to see you when I come back .But now you’re gone,I don’t know how to process this. ,I’m trying to hold on, to keep strong,But it just doesn’t feel right.
I’m waiting here, to hear you say “Bunmi”. Tears running down my face,
Ready for your return, Even if it takes forever, My Aunty....Death reminds us that life is precious, temporary and not to be taken for granted or begrudged. A daily practice of gratitude such as meditation, affirmative or journal entry is a great way to stay positive and aligned with the awareness of the awesome gift of life. Iyapupa sleep on! Odaro, a o pade lese Jesu.
To you my siblings, Toyin, Yetunde, Tope and Seun It's well with you my lovelies.
My heart feels like a block of lead that I can’t lift off the ground. The sadness makes me reflect on the loss of my Aunty( Alias Iyapupa). I reflect on the fact that so many beautiful souls on this earth are taken away from us by such an overwhelming disease. It is an epidemic of epidemic proportions. It is wrong. It is so painful. I met this great woman in 1992 at Federal Road Safety Head Office Gbagbada, she was in the Administrative department while I was in the driver's license computer department,I remember any time you travel to the UK, you always bring so many things for me and my children so generous. Work add to make sure your children are okay. Hmmmm my Aunty I expected you to stay alive to eat the fruit of your labour, Oh God! This one hurts deep.
I remember how we use to represent our Corps Marshal at functions, go to parties together.
I’m blessed to call you my Aunty,
I also call you friend; You’ve loved me unconditionally, And stood by me through thick and thin.You’ve shared my joys and sorrows, my laughter and my tears. You’ve been my inspiration,you stood by me, all the way. Through good and stormy weather. There’s something God has given us, That’s more than family;
He’s placed a love for you, my Aunty,
During child bearing you are there for me. Never thought I’d lose you,But here I am.
The last time we spoke you are in Yetunde’s house taking care of her children, I was even making case for Toyin that you have to share it equally. You're my Aunty for life, I love everything about you, with passion,
I promised to see you when I come back .But now you’re gone,I don’t know how to process this. ,I’m trying to hold on, to keep strong,But it just doesn’t feel right.
I’m waiting here, to hear you say “Bunmi”. Tears running down my face,
Ready for your return, Even if it takes forever, My Aunty....Death reminds us that life is precious, temporary and not to be taken for granted or begrudged. A daily practice of gratitude such as meditation, affirmative or journal entry is a great way to stay positive and aligned with the awareness of the awesome gift of life. Iyapupa sleep on! Odaro, a o pade lese Jesu.
To you my siblings, Toyin, Yetunde, Tope and Seun It's well with you my lovelies.