Gone Too Soon

Oh DEATH who are you? I HATE YOU. You visited me when I wasn't READY. Never got a chance to say goodbye. WHY. I hope someday this whole concept OF DEATH AND DYING will make moresense to me/us. Sometimes I feel there was a sign, signaling our separation. If really there were signs, then I must admit that I failed to see the signal light. I zoomed pass the stop sign before realizing that I beat the light. My baby brother, permit me tell you that I must have failed seeing the signals you showed me. Yes, looking back to our last days in this planet EARTH, I can begin to see some traces of the RED light signals you projected. I remember one of them which sounded so strange coming from you.

This particular signal light was strange because of your voice tone and the demands you made. You of all, would hardly asked for a favor even in times of grate needs. Most of the time, I had to figure out that you must be in need of something. You were always appreciative of whatever gift of services offered to you. Most often, your repones were HOW DID YOU KNOW I NEEDED THIS. Yes, I can still hear that voice and the looks in you. I remembered you called me one Sunday morning and sounded very happy. You talked about bringing God's blessings from church service. he normal you being a man of little words, would have ended the conversation right there. Oh, did I mentioned I am talking about my late baby brother? Don't mind me and my raising thoughts. You went further to say that "Big sis, I don find woman wey I want marry". You must be wondering now that what language is that? That is Pidgin English, commonly used in some parts of the world, especially in West African.

By you, informing me that you have found a woman you want t marry, was one of the best conversation I every had with you before you joined your ancestors.

Getting married, since when did you start having a girl friend to the point of accepting to get marry. You even went further saying that " you be the 1st person I am telling because na you go know how for tell ya mami). Here I go again with my Pidgin English. He said that you are the 1st person in the family I am telling, because you will know how to inform the others (2 younger brothers, already married with children, and a younger sister). The news was so good to the point where I quicky ran upstairs to mummy's room to announce the good news. Mom's reaction was exactly what he expected. She jumped out of her seat and gave me a hi five. She began praying and thanking God that she has lived to see this day. Also, just as expected, the other siblings were excited when they got the news.

That news, never came to fruition, because it turned out to be the biggest April Fool we have ever had. The story took a different turned about two weeks later. We found ourselves moving from planning a wedding to planning a funeral. Yes, you heard me right. Baby brother bailed out on us. And to make thinks worse, you chose my birthday month to beat us good night. Who says it will ever get better, when you never got a chance to say Goodbye Brother. Why is DEATH SO CRUEL? Dear brother, if you are standing somewhere and watching us going through such pain, it is time to say goodbye. In Pidgin English we say, losing broda na big pain wey heart no fit explain. Indeed we have to take heart. I know there are millions of us out there going such pain of loss. It is indeed not easy to take heart, and if possible, hang on to the the good times you had with your loved one, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN BABY BROTHER.