Dear Diary!
How have you been? Long time no see! To say I missed you is an understatement! Your absence was highly felt by me, but thank God we are back together, I promise you that it wont happen again, ill always try to find time in my busy schedule to attend to you. You know what? You are irreplaceable and therefore no need for worry because you belong to me and me alone, YAM (You Are Mine)!
Diary, I would like to write to you about someone in my life, someone that I only got to know for about four years and that was the end of it, she was taken away from me, away from her family. Because of the cruel snatcher her children have no mum, because of death her husband is now a widower, because of death, I lost a classmate, a dear friend, a sister, a hard working lady, a comrade.
She was only 35 years old, having lived for slightly over three decades of her life, Daisy knew the importance of Education and that is why despite her age and family responsibility she could still find time to come to class. Moi University, Nairobi Campus located inside Bazaar building 13 floor along Moi Avenue, that is where I last saw her in sit in class with me, we were both in fourth year, our final year in campus and every one was excited because finally we were coming to the end of the 8.4.4 system of education.
Though I preferred doing my private revisions during exam period, Daisy used to be my reading mate back in campus. We would go to the library together, visit the computer lab for e-learning, at some point we belonged to the same group discussion and even during lunch breaks we would visit a nearby fast food eatery together. Whats more is that, she and I spoke the same dialect and the more the reason I was attached to her.
She was married to a humble man and both were blessed with five beautiful children. The last born, her name is Angel. She was Daisy's favourite because she used to talk about her all the time. Angel was very young, like two or three years old but its a pity that the innocent Angel may never get to understand that her mum is gone, gone forever never to come back! Dear Angel, I only have one thing for you that please don't cry, mum is in a better place now and that she is watching over you and whatever you do, wherever you are Angel take it from me mum told me that she loves you very much, someday you will see her again. I hope I will too.
But Diary, please allow me to ask why is death so cruel, why? I remember vividly in class at times Daisy used to be unwell, sometimes she would miss classes but she used to come back. " I have pain in my lower abdomen", that is all that she used to tell me. But the latter shocked me, that particular day, she didn't come to class, I was told she had been admitted in Kenyatta National Hospital nobody told me it was that serious. Two weeks later, I was told Daisy had passed on. This fateful day, I remember, it was on 14 April 2012. Daisy why? We were so close, we shared so much together, we had a lot in common. You went, you left me even without saying goodbye? Adieu is all I wanted from you but death was so cruel, it didn't give me one last chance to see you alive.
Dear Daisy, wherever you are, may your beautiful soul rest I peace, may the angels of the lord comfort you. May God forgive us sinners and that we may reunite once more when the trumpet sounds. But until then go in peace sister, we still love you two years after you are gone. RIP (Return If Possible).
With love
Lisa
Moi uni Alumni (2012).
How have you been? Long time no see! To say I missed you is an understatement! Your absence was highly felt by me, but thank God we are back together, I promise you that it wont happen again, ill always try to find time in my busy schedule to attend to you. You know what? You are irreplaceable and therefore no need for worry because you belong to me and me alone, YAM (You Are Mine)!
Diary, I would like to write to you about someone in my life, someone that I only got to know for about four years and that was the end of it, she was taken away from me, away from her family. Because of the cruel snatcher her children have no mum, because of death her husband is now a widower, because of death, I lost a classmate, a dear friend, a sister, a hard working lady, a comrade.
She was only 35 years old, having lived for slightly over three decades of her life, Daisy knew the importance of Education and that is why despite her age and family responsibility she could still find time to come to class. Moi University, Nairobi Campus located inside Bazaar building 13 floor along Moi Avenue, that is where I last saw her in sit in class with me, we were both in fourth year, our final year in campus and every one was excited because finally we were coming to the end of the 8.4.4 system of education.
Though I preferred doing my private revisions during exam period, Daisy used to be my reading mate back in campus. We would go to the library together, visit the computer lab for e-learning, at some point we belonged to the same group discussion and even during lunch breaks we would visit a nearby fast food eatery together. Whats more is that, she and I spoke the same dialect and the more the reason I was attached to her.
She was married to a humble man and both were blessed with five beautiful children. The last born, her name is Angel. She was Daisy's favourite because she used to talk about her all the time. Angel was very young, like two or three years old but its a pity that the innocent Angel may never get to understand that her mum is gone, gone forever never to come back! Dear Angel, I only have one thing for you that please don't cry, mum is in a better place now and that she is watching over you and whatever you do, wherever you are Angel take it from me mum told me that she loves you very much, someday you will see her again. I hope I will too.
But Diary, please allow me to ask why is death so cruel, why? I remember vividly in class at times Daisy used to be unwell, sometimes she would miss classes but she used to come back. " I have pain in my lower abdomen", that is all that she used to tell me. But the latter shocked me, that particular day, she didn't come to class, I was told she had been admitted in Kenyatta National Hospital nobody told me it was that serious. Two weeks later, I was told Daisy had passed on. This fateful day, I remember, it was on 14 April 2012. Daisy why? We were so close, we shared so much together, we had a lot in common. You went, you left me even without saying goodbye? Adieu is all I wanted from you but death was so cruel, it didn't give me one last chance to see you alive.
Dear Daisy, wherever you are, may your beautiful soul rest I peace, may the angels of the lord comfort you. May God forgive us sinners and that we may reunite once more when the trumpet sounds. But until then go in peace sister, we still love you two years after you are gone. RIP (Return If Possible).
With love
Lisa
Moi uni Alumni (2012).
Thanks Collins, that is the least I could do for her
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