Julien Victoria EkonorueJulien V. Ekonorue

dear mico, i decided to write you a little letter because it feels more real. more like something that i’m sending for you to receive instead of something that signifies goodbye. i unfortunately couldn’t make it today but just know i think about you every single day. there’s a few things i’ll never forget about you- your smile being the biggest one. when myself and shalom became as close as we are now and id come to visit, your hugs and smiles, along with your mums cooking, would be the things i look forward to the most. i even used to argue with shalom about whether you even liked me , but with that smile and those hugs, nobody could convince me otherwise. (even though they used to say you were just using me for things you wanted). my favourite memory of ours has to be from new year’s day just passed. i know that you know exactly what i’m talking about too. for the people that don’t, mico’s favourite food is jollof rice. myself and my family spent christmas and new year’s with her family and our mums were sooo busy, cooking and making sure everyone was catered to. mico used that opportunity to give me her best puppy eyes and make me serve her 7/8 plates of jollof rice. she was just eating and asking for more non stop until shalom and her mum caught onto what she was doing and made her stop. i would’ve kept giving if not for them, how could someone say no to that smile. she pulled the same act with my sister natasha when she made her give her glasses of water in exchange for hugs. she knew exactlyyyy what she was doing. mico, i’ve been watching a lot recently from the outside and i can wholeheartedly say that you were loved girl, from your family, to your school, to people who only had one interaction with you, nobody has a bad thing to say. you may have left us a little too soon but your presence was felt and will never be forgotten. so i guess i sign off my letter with a thank you, for being that little light that people crave in such a dark world. write back soon, naomi

not a day has gone past where you haven’t popped into my mind in some way shape or form so I decided to come over here and add your little tribute to your website, even though it doesn’t mention half of the impact you’ve had on people’s life, i hope it does some sort of justice. missing you and your hugs every day x dear mico, i decided to write you a little letter because it feels more real. more like something that i’m sending for you to receive instead of something that signifies goodbye. i unfortunately couldn’t make it today but just know i think about you every single day. there’s a few things i’ll never forget about you- your smile being the biggest one. when myself and shalom became as close as we are now and id come to visit, your hugs and smiles, along with your mums cooking, would be the things i look forward to the most. i even used to argue with shalom about whether you even liked me , but with that smile and those hugs, nobody could convince me otherwise. (even though they used to say you were just using me for things you wanted). my favourite memory of ours has to be from new year’s day just passed. i know that you know exactly what i’m talking about too. for the people that don’t, mico’s favourite food is jollof rice. myself and my family spent christmas and new year’s with her family and our mums were sooo busy, cooking and making sure everyone was catered to. mico used that opportunity to give me her best puppy eyes and make me serve her 7/8 plates of jollof rice. she was just eating and asking for more non stop until shalom and her mum caught onto what she was doing and made her stop. i would’ve kept giving if not for them, how could someone say no to that smile. she pulled the same act with my sister natasha when she made her give her glasses of water in exchange for hugs. she knew exactlyyyy what she was doing. mico, i’ve been watching a lot recently from the outside and i can wholeheartedly say that you were loved girl, from your family, to your school, to people who only had one interaction with you, nobody has a bad thing to say. you may have left us a little too soon but your presence was felt and will never be forgotten. so i guess i sign off my letter with a thank you, for being that little light that people crave in such a dark world. write back soon, naomi

Mico you’ve popped into my mind at least once a day so I decided to come on here and add your little tribute to your website. It doesn’t even capture nearly half of the impact you left but I hope my words hold some sort of meaning to your memory. dear mico, i decided to write you a little letter because it feels more real. more like something that i’m sending for you to receive instead of something that signifies goodbye. i unfortunately couldn’t make it today but just know i think about you every single day. there’s a few things i’ll never forget about you- your smile being the biggest one. when myself and shalom became as close as we are now and id come to visit, your hugs and smiles, along with your mums cooking, would be the things i look forward to the most. i even used to argue with shalom about whether you even liked me , but with that smile and those hugs, nobody could convince me otherwise. (even though they used to say you were just using me for things you wanted). my favourite memory of ours has to be from new year’s day just passed. i know that you know exactly what i’m talking about too. for the people that don’t, mico’s favourite food is jollof rice. myself and my family spent christmas and new year’s with her family and our mums were sooo busy, cooking and making sure everyone was catered to. mico used that opportunity to give me her best puppy eyes and make me serve her 7/8 plates of jollof rice. she was just eating and asking for more non stop until shalom and her mum caught onto what she was doing and made her stop. i would’ve kept giving if not for them, how could someone say no to that smile. she pulled the same act with my sister natasha when she made her give her glasses of water in exchange for hugs. she knew exactlyyyy what she was doing. mico, i’ve been watching a lot recently from the outside and i can wholeheartedly say that you were loved girl, from your family, to your school, to people who only had one interaction with you, nobody has a bad thing to say. you may have left us a little too soon but your presence was felt and will never be forgotten. so i guess i sign off my letter with a thank you, for being that little light that people crave in such a dark world. write back soon, naomi

My niece WHO I CALL CHAMP With God’s own energy and strength to subdue the earth, You came into this world carrying a vision Too deep for human understanding. Though time has taken you from our sight, Your sweet memories will forever live within my heart. In every smile you shared, One could only behold the effulgence of God’s glory, A beauty too profound for words to explain. Your walk with courage, strength, and grace Revealed how angelic and special you were, Wonderfully crafted by the hands of the Almighty God. The world may sometimes feel unfair, And pain may whisper despair. Indeed, the world has lost a champ, A precious light gone too soon. Yet my heart is comforted with this hope: That at the sound of the last trumpet, You shall rise with the saints in glory, Taking your rightful place in eternal bliss, Because your life was a reflection of heaven’s peace and love. Though tears may fall and silence may ache, Your memory remains alive in every beat of my heart. I love you, And I miss you deeply Your Uncle Osayuware

*To My Little Star in Heaven,* I never got to hold you, hear your laugh, or see your eyes light up in person. But from the moment I learned you existed, a piece of my heart belonged to you. You came into our family too briefly, yet you left a mark that will never fade. I’ve seen you through photos, heard your story through tears and smiles, and loved you fiercely from a distance I wish I could have crossed. It breaks me that I’ll never get to spoil you, walk you to school, or watch you grow into the person you were meant to be. But it comforts me to know you are free now, untouched by pain, cradled in peace. Though we never met on this earth, you are my niece. My blood. My baby. And I carry you with me every day—in my prayers, in my memories, in the love I have for the family you came from. One day, when my time comes, I hope to meet you properly. Until then, shine bright for me up there. You are remembered, you are loved, and you will never be forgotten. Forever your Aunt Oghogho Ehanah Rest in peace, my baby

I LOVE YOU FOREVER BABY❤️ MY ANGEL AND BLESSING FROM THE LORD. VICTORIA,YOUR LIGHT SHINES FOREVER. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MICLE❤️ MUMMY