To my beloved mother Oyibolalu.

Your love was the quiet strength that held our world together. Even now, in the silence you left behind, I still hear your voice guiding me. Feel your prayers covering me, and see your grace in the small, everyday moments.

You taught me how to be strong through hardship, how to love without condition, and how to carry myself with dignity. The world feels emptier without your physical presence, yet your light remains etched in my soul forever.

Thank you for being my first home, my safest place and my greatest blessing. Rest peacefully, sweet mother Oyibolalu. I will carry your memory with pride until we meet again.

From your son,
Oba Ezukumadu Ile