I just got back home angry and sad. You looked at me and realised something must have happened and you asked in your characteristic manner, "what is the problem?"

I then narrated how I lost my wallet I had in my back pocket. You calmed me and reassured me that God would replace such as I have lost.

Then you counselled, "always keep your wallet in your left hip pocket." A few days later you bought me another leather purse.

It's still a practice with me to keep my wallet in my left hip pocket and I must say that ever since I have not experienced another loss of it.

It looked small and insignificant but you helped me to build a habit around something so simple.

Thank you Osogbo for your mothering style with me. I miss you daily! 

Today, I remember, honor and celebrate the extraordinary life of a woman whose presence graced our world with immeasurable beauty and love – Osogbo, my beloved mother. She was not just a mother; she was the embodiment of love, strength, and unwavering kindness. Her gentle spirit touched the hearts of all who had the privilege of knowing her.

With every sunrise, she breathed life into my days, infusing them with her boundless warmth and compassion. Her nurturing embrace was a sanctuary, a place where I found solace in times of need and joy in moments of triumph. Through her selfless acts of kindness and boundless generosity, she illuminated the darkest corners of my life with hope and inspiration.

Her love knew no bounds – it flowed freely and abundantly, wrapping me in its comforting embrace. In her gentle guidance and unwavering support, she bestowed upon me the greatest gifts of all: the gift of unconditional love and the gift of believing in myself. Her wisdom was a beacon of light, guiding me through life's challenges with grace and resilience.

As I honor her memory on this solemn day, I am reminded of the profound impact she had on my life. Though she may no longer walk beside me, her spirit lives on in the countless lives she touched. I carry her legacy forward, weaving the threads of her love and teachings into the fabric of my life.

In the tapestry of my memories, she remains a cherished and irreplaceable thread – a source of comfort, strength, and unwavering love. As I reflect on her life and the profound mark she left on this world, I find solace in knowing that her love will continue to guide me, now and always.

Rest peacefully, dear mother, knowing you are forever cherished, deeply missed, and eternally loved. Your legacy of love will continue to shine brightly, lighting the way for generations to come. Rest on with your Lord and Savoiur whom you so diligently and dutifully served and taught me to serve.

I miss you Osogbo and this happens all the time.

Today, I remember, honor and celebrate the extraordinary life of a woman whose presence graced our world with immeasurable beauty and love – Osogbo, my beloved mother. She was not just a mother; she was the embodiment of love, strength, and unwavering kindness. Her gentle spirit touched the hearts of all who had the privilege of knowing her.

With every sunrise, she breathed life into my days, infusing them with her boundless warmth and compassion. Her nurturing embrace was a sanctuary, a place where I found solace in times of need and joy in moments of triumph. Through her selfless acts of kindness and boundless generosity, she illuminated the darkest corners of my life with hope and inspiration.

Her love knew no bounds – it flowed freely and abundantly, wrapping me in its comforting embrace. In her gentle guidance and unwavering support, she bestowed upon me the greatest gifts of all: the gift of unconditional love and the gift of believing in myself. Her wisdom was a beacon of light, guiding me through life's challenges with grace and resilience.

As I honor her memory on this solemn day, I am reminded of the profound impact she had on my life. Though she may no longer walk beside me, her spirit lives on in the countless lives she touched. I carry her legacy forward, weaving the threads of her love and teachings into the fabric of my life.

In the tapestry of my memories, she remains a cherished and irreplaceable thread – a source of comfort, strength, and unwavering love. As I reflect on her life and the profound mark she left on this world, I find solace in knowing that her love will continue to guide me, now and always.

Rest peacefully, dear mother, knowing you are forever cherished, deeply missed, and eternally loved. Your legacy of love will continue to shine brightly, lighting the way for generations to come. Rest on with your Lord and Savoiur whom you so diligently and dutifully served and taught me to serve.

I miss you Osogbo and this happens all the time.