“For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him” I Thessalonians 4:14. I fondly call you Brother Yemi, and you were known that way to my family and friends and when the news of your demise came, they did not need a reminder, they instantly knew who I was talking about.
Our friendship was beyond sights and sounds, not even geographic location was able to separate us. We seem to constantly find ourselves at the same location, looking back now. I believe our meeting was divinely arranged, I met you more than two decades ago, as a friend to your younger sister, Simbo. Since that first encounter and until your demise I became and remained your adopted sister.
We went through the journeys of my young adult life together, we became inseparable through challenges and victories, marriage, work, childbearing and death. Brother Yemi, you were there through it all, you were a pillar of strength to me. Hmm, the uncertainty of life! I thought we still had a long way to go together, I thought the friendship would span across generations, see our individual children finish school and get married and raise their own children, with you occupying the role of a very big Uncle.
I remember your wedding picture so well because I was there, it was such a happy occasion, it was also the day I discovered that you can’t dance, you were just winding and bending. I remember your smiles, your jokes, your constant teasing, and your love. I also remember your views on life, your disposition, your philosophy and your strength.
Rest on dear brother, kudos to you, you have acted well your part. I miss you dearly. I look at your pictures and smile because that’s what we do every time, no dull moment with you Brother Yemi, you were full of life. I rest my faith on the Bible verse that says “There is a time for everything and a season to every activity under the heavens, a time to be born and a time to die ……” Ecclesiastes 3:1. Hallelujah!!!