My Dear Friend Bimpe,

I arrived London yesterday and decided to leave you a message as always. Only to be told that you had passed. 

I quickly checked our chat and realized it’s been 1-year since we communicated.

You will be missed dearly. May your soul rest with your creator. 

You were a great friend and colleague. 

Rest in Peace. 

Dearest Bimpe,

You were such a natural encourager. One of my favourite memories of you was how you immediately supported my younger sister when she started her summer school from home. The moment I showed you her flyers, you enrolled your three children without hesitation. You believed in her just like that and today, those three children are all grown up to the glory of God. Your faith, your feedback, and your constant encouragement meant more than you probably ever knew.

On a personal note, when we worked together, you tried pushing me beyond my familiar boundaries because you truly believed I deserved more. And when the change eventually came for me, you continued to support me by referring business my way. That was who you were..... always lifting others up.

Your vibrant energy, your confidence, and your signature heels will always be remembered and admired.

We hoped and prayed for the best, but God knows best.

May your beautiful soul rest in perfect peace. Amen

My madam, my mother is only brass she didn't feed me and my family with, I will love to be with you again in my next life 

Your love and care memories stay with me forever 

😭💔 Rest with the Lord mamma 🙏 

I was so sorry to hear about Adebimpe's passing. She was such a loving, caring and warm person.

May her soul rest in peace. May God Almighty comfort and console her family at this difficult time of their life.

Tribute to Adebimpe Saudat Adedoyin

Inna lilahi wah inna ilahyi rajeun

The news of her passing was a painful blow. but Allah knows best .

It's unfortunate we looked forward to meeting, but never got the chance to meet physically. "Ti mbati de ile ma wa salamo si eyin ati abu" was what she'd say. She was heavy in character and had a big heart; you couldn't help but smile, reflect, and feel joy whenever you heard from her.

The unique part is that hearing from her didn't necessarily mean she was reaching out directly, but also through her experiences and faith-based daily nuggets disseminated via her WhatsApp statuses.

My first encounter with Adebimpe was when I reached out about a property. We had the usual interview session, and considerations were met. She had  mentioned  that her soft spot for fellow Muslims informed her decision. Three things stood out for me during this encounter: her straightforwardness, bubbly charisma, and most importantly faith in ALLAH.

You could tell she wasn't intrigued by worldly whims but focused on doing what was right by her Maker. We received gifts from her after moving in, and every conversation felt like family.

 "My landlady, how are you?"

"Please don't call me that; I own nothing. Call me Obimpey or Umm Abdulrahman",

"O ok Obimpey baby, how are you today?"

"Yes, you garrit!!"

She even convinced me to join a group, and I'm still part today.

That's the type  familiarity that was developed within a short period. She was a silent influencer; seeing her daily posts on faith, giving, helping those in need and interactions with people, especially family, made you want to emulate her.

When my dad died, she was among the first to reach out. I missed her call but then she sent a voice note.I responded via text telling her to make sure she prayed for my dad as i considered her a prayer warrior; she said to pray for hers too as prayers were never too much. Her prayers were always deep, encouraging, and weighty.

"Eru Allah Saabata," she'd call herself. I'm still amazed by the impact of her kindness, warmth, and encouragement without meeting physically.

I looked forward to meeting her; I planned to shock her with the tightest hug, thanking her for all she did.

She prayed we'd be neighbors in Aljannah. May Al Mujeeb, please make it so,so that I can give her that hug.

Ya Allah, Ya Rabb,

Grant Adebimpe Saadat Adedoyin Aljannah Firdaus without reckoning. Have mercy on her soul, forgive her sins, expand her grave, and surround her with good company. May her kindness and sincerity weigh heavy on her scales.

Ya Wakil, comfort and care for those she left behind, fill their hearts with peace, and give them unwavering faith in Your mercy. Make her legacy live on, her children greater than she was, and make them sadaqah jariyah for her. Ameen.

Tosin 

Adebimpe, truly, good people do not stay so long. 

You were so beautiful inside and outside, knowing you is loving you.

A humble, loving, caring sister. 

Your death came as a shock, but in all we give Thanks.

You lived a life worthy of emulation.

May God forgive all your shortcomings, widen your grave and comfort all family and friends.

We love you but God loves you more my darling Bimpe.

Am so sad 😭 because am not happy at all

May almighty Allah grant her majesty rest in peace 🪦

May Almighty Allah Grant her Al Jana freedous,

May Almighty Allah forgive all her shortcoming, and Granta her rest full home 💔💔💔😭😭😭😭

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un. May Allah have mercy on my beloved sister and mentor, forgive her shortcomings, and grant her Al-Jannah al-Firdaws. May He comfort the family and all who loved her, grant them patience (sabr) and ease their hearts. She touched so many lives — a light in others’ darkness, bringing hope, relief, joy and kindness wherever she went.

May her beautiful legacy live on through the good she planted, and may her deeds continue to benefit her in the Hereafter. May Allah reunite us all in Jannah. Ameen.

Obimpey!!! I really dont know what to say. I am so so sad. I cannot write this without crying. You were so dear to me. You were one of my dearest friends. I met you in Stanbic and we hit it off almost immediately. We hit it off so much people would ask if i knew you before Stanbic. I remember you dropping Shasha at my house almost every weekend in the early day. I remember your high heels(lol)- the picture Yinka sent to me of your Stanbic days in those 6 inch heels had me both laughing and crying. I remember your warmth, your generosity and kindness. I remember you calling me MADAME in the special way you always did. 

You were always firmly in my corner. Whatever you did, you did wholeheartedly. You loved loudly and unreservedly. I remember we shopped the length and breadth of Balogun when Oiza went to boarding school for the first time. I remember you coming with me so many times when I was looking for property. You shared so freely- your time, your contacts, your knowledge, yourself!

Whenever you engaged you focused on others- you wanted the best for me. Whenever you saw my children you always had a gift for them despite how expensive your treatment was. Bimpe I will miss you o.

Bimpe I am consoled that you knew how much you meant to me and how much i loved you. You were so affectionate. Your words seasoned with salt. So encouraging. I will miss your hugs, your smile, your lovely words. Even if I said good morning your response would I love you babes. In fact those were your last words to me. 

To Babake, Abdulmumuni and Shasha your mum was an amazing woman, an exceptional person. Straight as an arrow with the very unique gift of being both very firm and oh so caring. This challenge she bore with so much grace -grateful for each new day. She loved you all. She was so proud of you all. She celebrated all your milestones with great joy. Her last gift to me for my 50th birthday was a beautiful custom card signed by you all. It was one of my favorite gifts- words of affirmation.

I pray that this gap will be filled by God himself. You will not lack any good thing. Be consoled my darlings. May my dear friend and your mothers soul find rest.