Dear grandma,

I’d like to say a huge thank you for being a woman of substance, value and inestimable worth. Thank you for raising six children of your own, running a household, and running a school as well. Thank you for instilling values in your children that have been passed on to me and I hope to pass on to my children. Thank you for loving Jesus, and His word. For upholding family values, for recognising the role the working mother needs to play in order for society to be balanced.

Thank you for praying for me; have I ever told you that the sound of your voice fills me with joy? It touches a place within me that makes me young again. I feel like a child again when I hear your voice. I’m innocent again, whole again, running into your room to get jewellery and biscuits. To others it sounds like an odd combination, but that was how it was, my treats came in the form of biscuits and gold earrings. Thinking about those days now, I see in my minds eye, my cousins and I running around you and grandpa’s farm. Your retirement home where your grandchildren could roam free. Climbing guava trees, chasing after the pigs and chickens, eating whatever we wanted. That kitchen table is full of memories.

Grandma, when I think of a real woman, I think of you. When I think of women who run the world I think of you. Though your husband was a great man, you were great, you could stand your own. You did not need a man to define you, yet, you appreciated their role as men.

You serve your God, you fulfil your dreams, you raised your children, and those of others.
Thank you for calling me ‘Oluwadamilola’
Thank you, that because of you I can boldly say; I come from a legacy of great women.
I pray that I can give you an opportunity to hold your great grandchildren, so you can speak blessings into their lives.

mo dupe fun ibukun ti e ti dà lori mi