ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Ruth Olúfúnkẹ́ Ìbíyẹmí, who joned the saints triumphant on July 17, 2004. We will remember her forever. Forever... 

Posted by Temitope Oyedepo on July 18, 2016
The Lord will preserve the children she left behind and they shall be exceedingly great.
Posted by Kolade Ayobami on July 17, 2016
Loving and sweet is the memory of the loving woman. May her soul continue to rest in peace in the bossom of our Lord and we pray God be with her family.
Posted by Temilorun Okediji on July 17, 2016
Tho I was very young when you passed on.......
The true work of a great woman reflects in your offsprings....
Continue to rest in the Bossom of our Lord.... RIP Ma'am

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Posted by Temitope Oyedepo on July 18, 2016
The Lord will preserve the children she left behind and they shall be exceedingly great.
Posted by Kolade Ayobami on July 17, 2016
Loving and sweet is the memory of the loving woman. May her soul continue to rest in peace in the bossom of our Lord and we pray God be with her family.
Posted by Temilorun Okediji on July 17, 2016
Tho I was very young when you passed on.......
The true work of a great woman reflects in your offsprings....
Continue to rest in the Bossom of our Lord.... RIP Ma'am
her Life

Christmas with Mummy

it's Christmas and I remember my mum. I remember how she ensured we all had a merry  Christmas. 2002 Christmas was memorable, she bought us our clothes in October, quality shirts with the Korea/Japan 2002 World Cup theme. I remember she wore a brown Ankara and I asked why she wore a dull cloth. She laughed and told me we were her priority. Her cloth was also fine but I just felt it was not shiny enough. 


And the chickens, lol. My mum was scared of chickens till she died. I had to step up and kill the poor birds. I started killing chickens at 8 or 9. She ensured we enjoyed our Christmas and the holidays. Missed you, mum.

Recent stories

The memory I hold on to in 2020

Shared by Ayodele Ibiyemi on July 17, 2020
Here is the memory I choose to hold on to in 2020
21st July 2004, Burial. 

Pupils from Baptist Day School, Ìsokùn, Ọ̀yọ́ lined up on the road leading to the church. The 500m between Merry Time Hotel and Immanuel Baptist Church was filled with pupils in their uniforms, bidding their teacher farewell. The green checked uniform is etched in my memory and I choose to dwell on it because it supports a conclusion I reached in my head. The conclusion that my mother was no ordinary person. 
I am thankful to the Headmistress of the school whose name I am unable to recall now for the gesture. It is significant andwe will remember it forever. She made the city stand still for my mother. Also, I have been writing about memories and it has been therapeutic. I am also deliberate about curating memories. If I do not share much about my mother, it is not because I am sad or hurt, it is because I do not want to be pitied and I do not want to trigger other family members who might still be hurt.
So we will be here, annually, to share new stories, drop tributes and thank God for everything. 

Love for you over and over again, momma.

Shared by Ayodele Ibiyemi on July 16, 2016

I've grown, I'm still growing but  I have so much memories of her. In the past year, I've interacted with a lot of people and we've joked and reflected on how tough she was. She's tough and gentle together. I really don't know which memory to share but well, I  wrote this in 2014 on the tenth year remembrance. 

https://ayoeagles.wordpress.com/2014/07/17/to-my-mum-10-years-after/