11/02/2026
Elohor... I still don’t know how to talk about you in past tense. It doesn’t sit right.
This picture I posted is the one I could always connect with you the most. I teased you about it for the longest time because you used it in your designs that I did for you over and over again. Every time I saw it, I’d laugh and say, “Again?” Now I’m holding onto it a little tighter.
What started as “Can you help me with this?” quickly became voice notes about work, business dreams, life, motherhood… everything. The conversations just flowed. Easy. Honest. Real. I didn't post most of our conversations because you loved to send voice notes. Going through our chats and listening to your voice has been the hardest thing since yesterday.
You were always so wise beyond your years. Calm. Grounded. Certain about who you were becoming. You couldn’t wait to be married and have your own children. You spoke about it with such pure excitement, like you were already preparing your heart for them.
Is it when you went out of your way to create content for my business without me asking, and just sent me the video? Or the day we finally met up in Lekki and I saw you. I called you small but mighty that day. And that’s exactly who you were.
My first time speaking online was because you gave me your platform. You believed in me. You made space for me.
I wish we had more time together. The world needed to see what you carried inside on an even larger scale.
I have not been myself since I saw the post on your page. It still doesn’t feel real. But we cannot question God. He knows best.
Earth’s loss, heaven’s gain.
Keep resting in God’s blossom, my angel.
I will miss you. Always.
