21-10 2021 00:26
wrote:
Dadii!!! it's been weeks now and no one has called me Oludadiya. A name I love so much because it's was only you who had did right to call me that.
I can't even phantom the fact that you are no more.
Your death breaks me everyday and I seek tbe Lord's help for consolation.
Dad! what do I do with all the funny gist I have for you! I wish I could hear that loud laughter from your voice whenever I say a funny joke.
The other day, I remember our real first conversation as father and daughter while driving me to school. It was actually my first day at the University. I felt so sensed and
You asked what my fears was? 'failure was my reply. You smiled and said, failure isn't defeat rather not believing in oneself.
For every success i have achieved you were my cheerleader. You cried and prayed with me in my difficult moments. You the best Dad ever. Heaven has gained an Angel.
Each time, I keep replaying the very day you died to see if there was something we could have done to prevent this evil death from stealing you away from us. I realized that you knew and you prepared yourself that very day. You read your Bible, said you rosary, you eat breakfast and lunch, you spoke to us (without saying goodbye forever), you anointed yourself, you sang songs of praises even in pain. And your last words was be strong and hold unto God. whenever I feel depressed and paranoid knowing I can't speak to you, your last words gives me hope.
My Sweet Professor I miss you a lot but God needs you most. Sleep well Dad.
21-10 2021 00:26
wrote:
Dadii!!! it's been weeks now and no one has called me Oludadiya. A name I love so much because it's was only you who had did right to call me that.
I can't even phantom the fact that you are no more.
Your death breaks me everyday and I seek tbe Lord's help for consolation.
Dad! what do I do with all the funny gist I have for you! I wish I could hear that loud laughter from your voice whenever I say a funny joke.
The other day, I remember our real first conversation as father and daughter while driving me to school. It was actually my first day at the University. I felt so sensed and
You asked what my fears was? 'failure was my reply. You smiled and said, failure isn't defeat rather not believing in oneself.
For every success i have achieved you were my cheerleader. You cried and prayed with me in my difficult moments. You the best Dad ever. Heaven has gained an Angel.
Each time, I keep replaying the very day you died to see if there was something we could have done to prevent this evil death from stealing you away from us. I realized that you knew and you prepared yourself that very day. You read your Bible, said you rosary, you eat breakfast and lunch, you spoke to us (without saying goodbye forever), you anointed yourself, you sang songs of praises even in pain. And your last words was be strong and hold unto God. whenever I feel depressed and paranoid knowing I can't speak to you, your last words gives me hope.
My Sweet Professor I miss you a lot but God needs you most. Sleep well Dad.
