Life from this angle. If I told a million stories and haven’t told yours then my stories lack meaning.
It was back in those days in Nigeria when polygamy was a normal thing, you married Benjamin Omokaro as his second wife. You were known as the street smart wife while his first wife was the educated one.
You did not speak much English but you could not be cheated in any currency, you were tough, dark and beautiful.
You did the shopping cause you knew
How to get the best for your money and pricing was your thing.
You had your first child and named him David(Nosa…) then your second named her Constance Osaze, and 7more but one passed so you raised your 4boys and your 4daughters.
Your husband passed when your youngest daughter was just 6 going on 7 but your oldest daughter had just married a professor and your oldest son was already a professor on his own so you had help with the younger ones.
You raised your family with love and a tough hand, you showed them that the world is what they make of it.
A young uneducated woman with 8 children, strong and beautiful you raised children that became professors, lawyers, architects, nurses, teachers…
Your first grandchild of over 20 grand children you have was also named David and he gave you two great grand sons, your second oldest grand son gave you a greatgrandson.
Wow you that beautiful woman that they called uneducated, you were short and dark with all the curves in the right place you gave birth to Giant-professionals, who gave you another generation of strong, beautiful hard working professionals…
I love you grandma you are amazing, I’m finding it hard to process the fact that you are gone, last night was August 21st a day I will never forget, I got the call 10pm pacific time…., but it was early this morning almost 1am Nigerian time you took your last breathe, you closed your eyes one final time, you slept the final sleep, sorry we never told you about your first son, my uncle Dave’s pasing over a year ago, we did not think you could take it sorry we lied to you on his were-abouts, but now you know, enjoy the reunion I’m sure you are thinking once those kids get up here I’m going to give them a piece of my mind.
I love you grandma we all do, lots of tears down here, you were loved dearly you brought a lot of people into this world and in that you made a difference
If you see this I want you to know I love you, and I still remember you bringing me rice and stew with one boiled egg every Sunday for years and making sure my brothers did not eat my food, I love you dearly I was your youngest grandchild for 9years and you were blessed with many more and you loved us all and I will make sure your memory lives on in the next generation to come.
Rest in Peace. Squeeze uncle Dave for me let him know his Auntie me junior misses him, and tell my brother Uwa that I still hate beans
I cut my hair now I look more like you