To Esther, Gracey, and Debbie,

There are no words that can truly ease the pain of losing your beautiful mother, Beatrice. She was a remarkable woman whose love for her daughters was unlike anything else…she lived for you, cheered you on through every milestone, and was endlessly proud of the women you have become. Through the years, I had the privilege of seeing her show up for all three of your successes, and it was always such a beautiful sight to witness. Her light shines so brightly through each of you, and her spirit will continue to live on in your hearts and in the lives she touched.

With deepest sympathy and love,

Jordan

My dearest sister, my best friend. You were my comfort, my safe place, and the one I could always lean on. Every word of advice you gave me was filled with love, and it always brought me peace. No one could ever take your place in my heart.

We laughed together and we cried together. I don’t know how I will go on without you, but I will carry your strength in my heart always. The bond we shared was unbreakable, and I hope you knew how deeply I loved you and always wanted the very best for you, just as you always wanted the best for me.

Just as you loved and cared for me, I will continue to love and be there for your children as if they were my own. They are a part of you, and through them, your light will continue to shine.

You loved my children as if they were your own, a true second mum to them. Whether near or far, you were always there. Their hearts are broken, but the bond all of our children share is unbreakable, and your love will continue to live through us, guiding us and inspiring us every day.

You will live in our hearts forever, until we meet again.

With all my love,

Funmi Ijadunola

Esther, Grace and Debbie,

What can I say. Words fail me.

Yinka Ayorinde. Iya Esther.

We were blessed to know your mum before you were born. She was another daughter to me which makes you my granddaughters.

The warmth and kindness she gave cannot be overstated. When you were little children, not a week went by that we didn’t see you. You were a permanent staple in our lives. There are so many memories. When life took her in a different direction, she still remained in touch, even visiting when in London.

Although Iya Esther, as I fondly called her is now gone from us, let us not dwell on the sorrow of her departure. Let us celebrate her life, her love and the legacy she has left behind for all that knew her, making sure that she will forever live in our hearts.

My dear granddaughters, and additional siblings to my children; take heart. May the God of all comfort surround you with His love, peace, and consolation. 

Mrs. Tella and family.