FOREVER LOVED
FOREVER CHERISHED
FOREVER MISSED
A TRIBUTE TO MY FIRST FRUIT AND DEAR DAUGHTER
ABISOLA KOLA-DAISI (NEE ABIOLA-AJIMOBI)
My One and Only Bizlow ā My Sweet Abi-KD
And the fashionista of the family
(12th March, 1981 ā 27th March, 2025)
Today, I write with a heart that is still both BROKEN and FULL.
Broken because I have lost my precious 1st child.
Full because of the love, light, and memories she gave so freely to me, to our family, and to all whose lives she touched.
From the moment she entered this world, she was a gift, wrapped in joy, laughter, curiosity, and grace.
She had a way of making the ordinary feel extraordinary, whether through her smile, her words, or her gentle, generous spirit.
Her presence was a blessing I will never take for granted.
Truly, it was a privilege to mother you, Abisola.
She taught me the depth of unconditional love.
She showed me strength, not just in grand moments, but in the quiet ones.
And though her time here was far too short, the beauty of her impact is eternal.
To lose a daughter is to lose a part of oneself, yet I know she is not truly gone.
She lives on in every memory, in every story retold, in every act of love she inspired.
Abisola grew strong roots, rooted in love, in faith, in family.
And in time, she also found her wings.
She stepped fully into the woman God created her to be: brilliant, compassionate, courageous, selfless, and kind.
Genesis 2:24 reminds us that there comes a time to leave, to cleave, and to become.
Yet, even in that leaving, the bond of love remains unbroken.
We do not need to rely on memories to feel the presence of those we have loved and lost.
They live on within our souls, in a perfect sanctuary that even death cannot touch.
My dearest daughter may have gone ahead of me, but the roots she planted in my heart remain alive and strong.
And though her wings have carried her home, her essence lingers here in every memory, every smile, every quiet moment of grace.
Today, I release her, not in sorrow, but in love and total submission to the will of God.
I thank God for the extraordinary gift she was and trust in the promise of eternal reunion.
And I trust that one day, we will meet again in a place where love never ends, and where the roots of this life will blossom into eternal joy.
As I say goodbye for now, my dearest daughter, I hold tight to the truth that love never dies.
One day, we will meet again, and until then, I will carry you with me, Abisola, every single day.
Rest peacefully in the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ, my precious first fruit.
You flew with grace. You lived with purpose.
And you were, and forever will be, deeply loved.
You have fought the good fight,
You have finished the race,
And you have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7
I remain STILL, knowing that HE is GOD.
Psalm 46:10
With eternal love,
Your privileged mother
FLORENCE AJIMOBI
