bafm:


She was a prophetess,"she said d church need her" cos she own a church...I still feel am d cause of her death,cos if she didn't come to my place,she won't die like dat

marioking:
He was so full of life until death snatched him away from me and I was 14 then. He died 39 years, 359 days......My dearest dad 20th of june 2004



I have never seen someone with a large heart as you since you departed. He took it upon himself to sponsor my education after the death of my dad, but it was not meant to be for long.....Uncle Yinka he died July 2005

She was always on me, so caring and ever-ready to listen to all I've got to say but death laid its icy hand on her and I was 17 that time......My precious mum. 24/3/2007




My uncle of the highest order sleep on. A man with strong heart who fought dearly for his live from death. His death always remind me immuno-compromise patients. I was with him @LASUTH on his sick bed for five days before he finally succumb to death. "Ojo, please how are my children?" Was his last question to me. He was the principal accountant of Nigerian french village univ. Badagry. Uncle Kola. He died on november 2011




Yeah and to you my comrade, broda from another moda......who would neva hanged his legs even in the face of death......comrade Gbenga Oyebode Aremo(Late NANS Vice president). He was 26 years and he gave up the ghost in a ghastly accident that claimed the lives of student leaders like dipo adepegba the SU president of FUTA among others in the year 2012

veevean1:


My only sister(lil miss independent)

I watched her come into the world, she was my baby...
She filled d whole house with joy and u could always tell wen she was around. So adorable, loving I think she was even more popular than I was, I lack words to describe her. I was looking forward to her growing up so we could gist nd talk nd do what sisters did together. The last time I heard her voice she was sang me a bday song and died 3days later. on that blessed sunday received a call after church wit news of deir accident and her death . its hard but that's one death I haven't recovered from

9th June 2013 age 5+

Nobleval:
There so much to say,I guess am so unlucky to loose a mum,uncle,aunt,grandpa and grandma within a period of six years. I still have fond memories of them..
As a kid I had everything my way because It was thought that I might be the last kid,we were just two boys and my sisters took a long time in coming,so I was lavished with love from everybody though it annoys my Dad.
In those days,you dare not touch me,if you do my mum would have a word with you and whenever we visit our hometown I had the laps of uncles,aunts and grandparents to myself anytime I guess that's why I misses them the most.
I was only available for my mums funeral...died while having a baby,the baby survived.,but couldn't make it when my aunt,uncle and grandparents died. I was pained and because none of them died old, my mum was just 33,her twin...valentine [my namesake] 34,my aunt 23,grandpa 79,grandma 68, my faith in God lessened when they all left me...I MEAN HOW COULD HE LET THAT HAPPEN TO ME..US? I didn't get to have a last word with any of them ,this world lost its meaning after these tragdies..I DON'T THINK I will ever recover,it changed my life,...everything,..my happiness...this is terrible ...I can't continue.

GozieDiora:
My heart is so heavy now. I've not cried so passionately in a long while. Life is so hard. I feel like hugging everyone on this thread right now. Wonder what it was like losing these peeps. I pray you all grow stronger and stronger and may you find relief in life.

God, please, protect my loved ones and those of everyone on this thread. Please, God, please!

jomile:
Mine was my 2yr old niece Vanessa
She was a vibrant,intelligent nd beautiful child,loved by everyone,she died about 10yrs ago,when ever she is crying we used to sing MARC ANTHONY,I NEED YOU for her nd she will stop crying,cos she loved dat song so much,nd sometimes she will sing along.I will never 4get dat saturday morning,it was a sad day for us all,her mum took her to d clinic cos she was running a temperature,she said I should keep fish 4 her,cos she loved eating fish,I kept it,but she never ate it,never knew d wave she waved to me frm d balcony will be d last,dat was d last I saw my niece,she never came back.
Vanessa I want u to know u have a little brother now,his name is Stephan,nd d song MARC ANTHONY,I NEED YOU,has been nd will always be my favorite song of all time.I MISS U SWEET HEART....RIP

Temibassie:
accept my condolence,it is WELL!

ngoziliz:
sorry dear. I feel your pain

veevean1:


My only sister(lil miss independent)

I watched her come into the world, she was my baby...
She filled d whole house with joy and u could always tell wen she was around. So adorable, loving I think she was even more popular than I was, I lack words to describe her. I was looking forward to her growing up so we could gist nd talk nd do what sisters did together. The last time I heard her voice she was sang me a bday song and died 3days later. on that blessed sunday received a call after church wit news of deir accident and her death . its hard but that's one death I haven't recovered from

9th June 2013 age 5+

Ferdybaba:


Sorry for your loss

veevean1:

Thanks dear...
@mcpat I miss mum too but not as much as d lil one, I was the first to see her head come out, she was like my first child u don't get over loosing such.
This thread brought tears to my eyes last nite.

KAYCEEJUNIOR:
waoh see her gap teeth....you even resemble her

dacutie1:
I had never lost anyone before, never understood what people went through until i lost my baby @ full term. I was just counting the days before i could finally hold him in my arms. His room was ready, clothes n all. only for me to go to the hospital and there was no heartbeat. I never even got to see him but I was so attached to him. I even used to go for scans just to see him move n hear his heartbeat. We already had a name for him so i always referred to him as if he was already there. Its been a yr + and I still feel so empty, i feel robbed and i'm still not over him.I doubt that I could ever be. It hurts everytime I see a baby of about the same age. I'm still praying for another child and I know that will ease the pain n heartache.........

TheIkoro:
A servant is not greater than his master. If they persecuted me, they will persecute you;
if they kept my word, they will keep yours also.

Therefore, even that which (being but a cat) they would rather be known a pet, than a
servant; is missing, today - and, probably, slain - all because it happens to be mine.

For the thief comes not but to steal, only; but to kill, also; and to destroy, certainly.

Thus the hour is truly come when whoever kills of The Pride of Machismo Renaissance (wherein is the faith of
Masculinism) will think he is offering service to GOD.

Yet, fear not; if thou art truly and indeed mine: for though The Pride of Machismo Renaissance may groan under the
bondage of Her Realm, and may cry out for help (even when not with word; with mind, or with heart, or with action)
their cry under bondage has gone up to GOD. And GOD has heard their groaning, and GOD has remembered the words with
which were judged the transgression of Eve. And GOD has seen the men of Masculinism, and GOD knows their
condition.

Attilla, though you may be more feline than I am human (for you were never despised and rejected by cats, though
I am by men) I loved, and I love thee. If thou art but lost, due to the wiles of the adversary
(or to whatsoever other may be) I know that very soon I will say unto my Pride, "Rejoice with me, for I have found my cat which was lost."
And should thou be indeed slain today (be it by the hands of the adversary, or what-not) I will repeat again unto the adversary that
which I have already clearly had him know....

Thou hast drawn first blood.

Vengeance is mine, and recompense. By the grace of The Creator, my God.

Attilla....till we meet again.

- Adedotun The Ikoro.

jibadeCouture:
im crying profusely right now going through alll the comments and posts on this thread.

The most painful and evergreen death is that of my eldest brother who died of stomach ulcer on june 12,2007 aged 28. His being the first death of a close family member really shook me for close to 3years.

Also lost my Surest aunt in 2010 to heart related issues.

The most recent is that of 2 of my friends-Yakub Yussuf aka YSF(a former Fac mate in Unilag who died July 2014 of throat cancer) and Tola Nuga who died in an accident( Dec 27th 2014) while coming from Lekki.

I weep the most when i think of people who are alive now but will still die,people who are agile now but will grow old and die and myself,that i would eventually die one day.

ALLAHU AKBAR! God is Great!

mutter:
My mum taught me that it does not matter how often you fall, what is important is to get up dust yourself and move on.

Then one day she didn`t get out from bed. Fell into a coma. She remained that way almost twenty years. A shadow that hung over every joyful and every sorrowful event in my life.

.. and the one faithful day she slipped away... I put a banner on her grave..

...free at last, your free at last, thank God in heaven you are free at last.

safarigirl:
there is no country in the world that people don't still die of childbirth complications.

mutter:
My mum taught me that it does not matter how often you fall, what is important is to get up dust yourself and move on.

Then one day she didn`t get out from bed. Fell into a coma. She remained that way almost twenty years. A shadow that hung over every joyful and every sorrowful event in my life.

.. and the one faithful day she slipped away... I put a banner on her grave..

...free at last, your free at last, thank God in heaven you are free at last.

Mayflowa:


Sorry for all your losses. But am quite curious. Who brought you up because it does seem you had great education

Did your dad remarry? How was your relationship with her if he did?

safarigirl:
Mine is my mother.

Sometime in February of 2003, I was 9 years old, so I and my siblings were dressed up to go out with my uncles and then my siblings started making fun of my clothes. They said I had no dress sense and most of my clothes didn't fit.

I got mad and said I wasn't going out anymore, so my mum pulled me to a mirror and made me look at my reflection and said, "You're a beautiful girl and your clothes are fine, don't listen to them, you're the most fashionable child in this house. Don't ever allow what anyone says make you cry.". I eventually went along, but I did waste enough time to ensure we didn't stay as long as intended at the amusement park.

She died the next year. She was 39.

Care to share yours?

mariemummy:


Lord Amighty will give another that will stay with you and make you happy. Just believe. This is your year.