Mrs Tola Olaolorun was a sweet sister from another womb, you were epitome of love, you were always ready to help a fellow human, where ever you can. The love you showered on me in the last three years was indescribable. I had hoped I would had opportunity to pay you back in my little way in the forthcoming wedding, but alas! Man proposes, God disposes. The news of your death was a rude shock. It was like a bad dream and I still hope someone will say it’s April Fool. Sleep well Sis, until we meet to part no more.