Dearest Oluwafeyikemi, MY PRESIDENT!!!!!
I have struggled with words and my feelings. I am still struggling but here goes. I remember the first time I came across Deola's TL, there was something about all of you, especially you and I was hooked. I always looked forward to your mom sharing about you. The day you sat in that bowl of water, I laughed till tears came out of my eyes. I laughed under your mom's tweet too, I remembered recently and I laughed again. You goofy ball of awesomeness. As time went by, You became a piece of my life from afar, your milestones cheered me up, your pain hurt me, your laughter made me laughed. You were larger than life and it's like you knew, you moved and acted accordingly. Taking up space and sincerely we were happy to relinquish that space, not like we were really doing anything with it.
You had a tonne of aunties and uncles who would bat for you always, we still will bat for you and yours darling and I hope you felt that love somehow from us.
As time drew by, I somewhat became close to your mom and she would share your pictures via DM to cheer me up, she would say "come and see what your child is doing", other times I was just content seeing it on IG and Twitter. I used to camp under Deola's tweets, I will still camp there. You were not just my nibling, you were like my child from Deola and I love you girl.
Hearing you transitioned on a day that was already tough for me, finished me. How???????? Have you met Itunu and Dami? You three will click. Run around okay?. Have fun baby girl. On God, Heaven is in for a shocker, scatter them!!!! Push all their instruments down. Teach all those uptight angels how to pout. Let them know that my President has landed.
I know that when we transition, we never fully leave, so never leave your mommy and sister and the rest of the family. We will watch over them but they need to feel you close especially on the very hard days.
I love you Oluwafeyikemi, Thank you for the gift of you, for sharing yourself with us. Thank you Deola, we are not worthy but we are grateful.
I love you, your memory is blessed, rest in peace darling child and whenever I see Yellow, I will think of you, our sunshine and sunflower , Our Feyi, Omo Deola.
Okay, I'm rambling now