Rest In Peace.
I've always had a feeling of foreboding towards the month of April. For me, April signifies death. Thirteen years ago in April, I lost my baby brother, and his death changed our lives forever. This morning , I woke up to the sad news that I had lost the nicest person I have ever met.Death is so confusing. Sometimes, I wonder, are we meant to mourn or celebrate. Celebrate in the sense that well, this person lived a good life and in the hope that they are going to a better place, or mourn in the sense that we really don't know if they are actually going to a better place. Like I always say sha, God dey. Here's to all those who have lost anyone in April, may the Almighty grant us succor. Sansee....RIP!