GONE WITH THE WIND (A TRIBUTE TO A FRIEND)

Issy dear, I never in my wildest dreams thought I would be writing this...what is this exactly?? Is this supposed to be a 'love' letter to a long lost friend or an ode to a friend whom I will never see again or just a way of finding closure?

I remember the first day I met you back in our 'jambite' days, how talkative, how so full of life and extremely emotional you were. And out of everyone, you chose me as your 'bestie'.

I remember how immediately you stepped intoa room, everyone whether blind, deaf and dumb would know that "Isioma is 'ere"!

You were too friendly to a fault. Everyone was your friend. You always had something say...Isioma had to have the last word. You were so witty, so intelligent. And the most amazing thing about you was how you had the propensity to forget easily any hurt done to you...but not until you have said your mind!

For these reasons, I can't imagine why anyone would want to hurt you talkless of murdering you in your sleep! What a cowardly bastardly act. He knew the only way he could get you was in your sleep! He knew you were much stronger than him.

I or rather we (because I wasn't the only one who searched for you) should have know something was amiss when you suddenly stopped updating your facebook page. 

Now, you see, all I have left of you are memories, plain old memories. Memories of you smiling, laughing...oh! that laugh! Issy, you sure knew how to laugh. Who didn't know Isioma and her laughter!

Though I know you've gone with the wind and are safe wherever you are where no one can ever hurt you again, I can't help but think that you will suddenly update your facebook page and tell us that you are still alive and well. 

You have made only realise that DEATH is only too real and sure. When? I cannot say. I am left to ponder on my remaining days on earth and leave an impact on people's lives, just as you did.

Issy baby, keep resting in the Lord and I pray your parents and Uche, as well as your beautiful kids find solace in God.