reflections

IYANIWURA

A lover of Christ Jesus, she could praise HIM all day

A lover of Christ Jesus, she could praise HIM all day

It was a sunny morning as I was trying to avoid getting to work late by my fiancee who works in the same agency as I did (we worked in the same team). My phone was dead and I was desperate to charge it as soon as I got to the office. I asked all around for a pin mouth charger but to no avail. My frustrations grew as I retired to my desk trying to do my job, careless about the phone before my fiancee (the account manager in my team) comes with her pestering (it was always business as usual for her when it comes to the job).

A few hours deep into the day's rigour, Olajumoke came to excuse me from my desk, believing that she had come to ask for a request concerning her job. She said with a straight face "Promise me you won't get angry with what I am about to say" and with little or no interest I answered, honestly not remembering what I said but I remember vividly how she broke the news of my mother's death without panic, expressionless and straight to the point.

Within the frames of a second, my thoughts were, is that how you break such news? My mother? Dead? How? 30 days to my wedding? then I went blank and just dashed out of the agency gates grasping for air with NO! NO! NO! NO! coming out of my mouth. 

As soon as I got a window to think clearly, I wanted to resign immediately from the job (as a senior art director) that wasn't paying so well. My mother was one of the major reason I was killing myself daily to do the best I could so that I could take good care of her when thing starts to get better. 

I left the agency immediately to embark on a journey home and it was the saddest journey and saddest day of my life. I cried through out the journey hoping that a miracle would happen but it was all over. My confidant, my mentor, my friend, my hope, my groove, my drive, my amazing mother was gone 30 days to my wedding. I never thought that my introduction was the last gathering I would be with her. I had fears though, fears of losing her before I start making real money (I was just two years in my advertising career, still learning the basics).

Wedding Introduction: Me and My Parents

Wedding Introduction: Me and My Parents

A few weeks before, I had asked her to be a little patient with me that things were going to get better. I knew things were going to get better, the signs were there. I begged her and also thanked her for all the things she had done for me. Only if I had known.

She Prays for us all

She Prays for us all

Today makes it two years that she had left me and my siblings, I wished she was here to dance with me on my wedding day, I wish she was here when I bought my first car (I had dreamt of tripping her all around town the day I buy my first car), I wish she was here when my son was born and a few weeks ago when my daughter arrived (my father believes she was the one that came back). I wish she was here for me to tell her I have my own office now. I just wish.

For the sake of those who do not know who my mother was, she was a good mother, a good teacher, a good cook, a good companion, a good wife (my father didn't know until he lost her), a good christian, a good grandmother, a problem solver, a creative (a trait I took from her), a warrior, a strategist, a disciplinarian, a woman of faith to mention a few. She left a legacy behind which was "SERVE THE LORD AND DO GOOD ALWAYS".

IYANIWURA. Rest In Peace Mum!