A week ago today, my heart was shattered into painful pieces. I lost my mum, my friend, my fine girl. She didn’t look a day over 35. President of the Pepperthemgang.

You had to know my mother to understand why she was special. Losing you has left my heart breaking each time I ponder on all the dreams you were still to accomplish. All the memories you left us with and all the moments of happiness that was to come.

At the start of the year I posted… “I pray 2020, is kind to my mother…” 2020 took her away from us without a warning. We thought we had time, we were sure we did, now we are left with the broken pieces of our heart.

I’m grateful for the time we had. I’m grateful for our friendship. You are an awesome grandma, Elijah’s first best friend, I’m grateful you met Ezra, after walking hand in hand with me through my miscarriage and the loss of my peanut. You have always been my guardian Angel. Eyitolami, Onikepo, Henrietta Olaolorun. Omo Sogbesan. You did not deserve to die, you deserved more than life allowed you. You may not be with us physically, but you live on in me, my children and my siblings. We will never forget you. My fine girl is gone💔