No single memory can fully capture the greatness of my aunt. I was fortunate to spend 22 years learning from her, each year filled with lessons and cherished moments that will stay with me forever.

Her faith was central to her life, and she brought us closer to Allah by supporting our Quranic and Arabic education. Thanks to her, I grew from a shy beginner into a confident Quranic reciter. She cared deeply about building good character, not just in me, but in all her younger relatives.

My aunt Bimpe believed in starting the day early. When we were children, she would wake us at 5 am for Fajr prayer. If we didn’t get up, she’d return with a bowl of water and gently flick it at us until we were awake. Those mornings often included seeing her run or jog. Ever-consistent and ever-focused on her health, even with a demanding banking job. That’s my Aunt Bimpe: a multitasker with the drive of an athlete and the heart of a fighter.

My aunt had an infectious personality; she made everyone feel comfortable and welcome. Even the quietest person would find themselves opening up during a conversation with her. If you were feeling down, she would lift your spirits and help you see the good in yourself. Her encouragement touched everyone around her. She never allowed negativity or unkindness. She valued humility and treated her employees like family, inviting them to eat at her table. She listened to younger relatives with patience and respect, always making them feel heard. She never belittled anyone; instead, she celebrated people’s achievements and spoke highly of them in front of others. She was everyone’s biggest supporter.

My aunt was everything good that people said about her, which you will see and read in these tributes, and which you will hear from word of mouth. Not many people can say hundreds of people called to witness and participated in their Janazah prayer, and not many people can say a few more people left what they were doing, from near and far away, at the drop of a pin, to pay their final respects to you. Indeed, it shows the goodness of your character and the impact you have made on people. As they say, a good name is worth more than sIlver or gold. My aunt had a good name, and she was generous. Generous with her time, resources, attention, knowledge, and people network. My aunt always sought out people she knew within her circle who could help with a dilemma that I or anyone she knew faced. She had a sense of urgency second to none. She was the most intelligent person in my family, and she never hesitated to teach you new things. She was very knowledgeable and widely read to the extent that she read through the 3 bookshelves in her house. Always supporting you with tutors, new books, and sharing video links to broaden your knowledge.

I have a couple of conversations I would have liked to have with you about life, post-graduation, career, marriage, and a couple of questions that no one could have answered as well and with the same perspective as you. I will forever miss you and cherish your teachings. My aunt would hope we followed and practiced the good parts of her. For that is her legacy to us. Your spot and presence are irreplaceable. Thank you, my first aunt.

May Allah forgive and illuminate you, Adebimpe Saudat Adedoyin.

اللَّهُمَّ اغْفِرْ لَهُ، اللَّهُمَّ ثَبِّتْهُ

Allaahum-maghfir lahu, Allaahumma thabbithu.

O Allah, forgive her. O Allah, strengthen her.

We family still in utmost grief!

Speechless but thank you everyone!

Yinka Odusote her bestie for setting this up.

Obimpey! You showed up at my small wedding with a hug and your beautiful smile. The Boss that everybody Transactional Banker loved. Lead with so much love and empthay yet very firm. No-nonsense boss. Best dressed and those high heels cannot be matched!! Thanks for being you when our life's crossed. 

RIP. 

Dearest Bimpe ,my seat mate during secondary school days  in S.S 3G class,we bonded so well with Ebele and even after school days we kept in touch after our university days you were so loving and so kind 

You were a lovely person with so much life and strength,you called me when my husband passed on chatted with me encouraging me while you were dealing with your own challenge and the last we chatted was you cheering me up with several young pictures of myself and yourself and some other fego girls and I remembered replying that when I saw the pictures I smiled broadly and you replied saying I am glad and that was the last chat we communicated 

I sometimes saw your prayer post on your WhatsApp status and I never got to chat you and I didn't know you were dealing with much,I came online to see the post about your passing which was so heartbreaking and painful I am so glad I knew you and I pray God will strengthen and comfort your aged mom, husband and children 

Even though some of us knew this day was inevitable and dreaded it while hoping for a miracle.....

Nevertheless , it was still shocking and surreal to hear that you have left this physical world of life and its randomness

Pray that your soul find eternal peace and rest....

Pray that God will give your family and loved ones the strength and fortitude to bear this irreparable loss.....

Class of OAU Chemical Engineering 1998 would not have been complete without you.....

Am glad our path crossed in life at Ife....

Thank you for your friendship and support even when we had nothing.....

Obimpey......Sun re o.....🙏🙏

To my dearest Auntie Bimpe,

Who will hail me now? Who will call out “Ka’are, omo daada” or greet me as “Oyinskiii, Iyawo won ni Ondo”?

You were the definition of a "kind but firm" boss. I’ll never forget my recruitment at StanbicIBTC; seeing me fidgeting, you pulled me aside for a one-minute "pep talk" that changed my career. 

You taught me to brace up, to wear my heels with confidence, and to track every kobo in an expense spreadsheet even the popcorn at Silverbird. Everytime you typed fast, we knew someone was about to “hear am” 😂😂😂😂😂

Beyond the office, you poured into me as a younger mother. I cherish our morning walks and the way you literally opened your home to me, lending me your finest crockery and staff for my first time hosting. Whether you were sharing your lunch or serving Iftar at your gate, your generosity was limitless. I sometimes peep toward your house during my walks, half-expecting to see you there, with the hope that you’ll come home soon.

Thank you for loving me, for teaching me, and for the Michael Kors bag that marked my 25th birthday present. You are etched in my heart forever. 

Rest sweetly, Auntie mi. No more pain.

PS: Was I going to forget your concoctions of Ugwu, garlic  bitter leaves and ginger and some fresh herbs? 

You were amazing………..

With all my love, 

your Oyinski.

Tribute to My Dear Friend, Bimpe

My dear Bimpe, I still cannot believe you are gone. The reality of your absence is so hard to accept. Yet, even in the midst of this pain, I remain deeply grateful to God for the 50 beautiful years you spent on earth. Though it was 50 years, it truly feels like a lifetime of impact, love, and accomplishments — as if you lived a hundred years in the way you touched so many lives.

I am especially grateful for the gift of our friendship and the solid foundation it was built on. We shared so many values, and our deep love for our children made our bond even stronger. Those connections made our friendship so natural and so meaningful.

I remember our StanbicIBTC days so vividly — especially those dreaded Suite Managers’ meetings. Somehow, you always managed to shine through, consistently outperforming expectations and meeting those important KPIs. You approached your work the same way you approached life — with dedication, discipline, integrity, and excellence. You were principled, hardworking, and deeply intentional about the relationships you built with people.

Bimpe… my fashionista friend! The one who taught me how to confidently rock high heels. You brought style, grace, and laughter wherever you went. Being around you was always uplifting because you had a way of lighting up every room with your presence and your beautiful spirit.

Above all, you were an amazing mother. Your children were your pride and your greatest joy. You loved them more than life itself and they were always your number one priority. The care, values, and love you poured into them will continue to live on through them.

I will miss you deeply — your laughter, your humor, and the warmth of your friendship. Thank you for the memories, the lessons, and the love we shared.

Until we meet again, my dear best friend. Rest well, Bimpe.

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un.

I am deeply saddened by the passing of our beloved sister. Meeting her during Hajj 2023 in the blessed land of Mecca was truly a gift, and since then our weekly exchange of Jumaah mubarak messages and occasional friendly chats and greetings were a beautiful reminder of the bond of sisterhood in Islam. May Allah forgive her shortcomings, grant her the highest place in Jannatul Firdaus, and make her grave a garden from the gardens of Jannah.

May Allah also grant strength, patience, and comfort to her beloved family and all who were touched by her kindness through her foundation. Our meeting in Mecca was not by coincidence, and I pray that Allah reunites us all again in a far better place , in Jannah, where there is no pain, no illness, and no separation.

You will remain in our duas and in our hearts, dear sister Saudat "Obimpey".

May Allah grant you eternal peace. 🤲🏽