From Ebim-bere as you fondly called me

A tribute to the best Grandma I could ever ask for. Thank you for the sacrifices you made , for teaching me to cross the road in nursery school, for always being there for me, for giving me your laps to cry on whenever I was hurt, for tending to my wounds, for always trying to protect me from whatever, for always having solutions to my problems, for eating my leftovers up until this year, for your endless advice, for being a Mother!

20 years filled with amazing memories of you in my life. One memory I can never forget is the day you found out I got admitted into secondary school. You asked me to get 40 leaves note and pen and you gave me a list of things I shouldn’t try in school and the attitudes I should drop, you weren’t school literate but you were always so interested in me reading my books and getting good grades. That was the last thing you even said to me in Ijaw (take your education seriously)

Whenever you realized that I’ve been starving myself or I was sick you’d literally carry your wheelchair to my room door to check up on me and beg me to eat, you were always concerned about my health.

I know it was your time and God took you just the way you prayed he would but the house already feels empty and boring without you. The fact that I’d be going home from school and I wouldn’t be able to hug you, peck you and tease you by playing with your chin as I usually do taunts me but I know you’re in a better place and God’s time is the best. I’ll definitely miss your smile and laugh cause they could surely light up the room. Heaven definitely earned the rarest gem. I miss you already my love, till we meet again.