So today marks the 4th year anniversary of Ogor’s death and predictably I am sad – very sad! I was afraid for a minute yesterday; I thought that I had forgotten to remember the day that she was lowered, lifeless and still into the gaping hole buried in the bowels of mother earth. I thought I had ceased to remember her, I thought that I had become too pre-occupied with living that I had forgotten to remember someone who was once (and always will be) so precious to me.
But now I realize that even though I may forget the exact day that she died; I will never forget that she is no longer here. I remember all our plans (how silly they seem now lol); of finishing university at 20 and getting married at 23. I remember us baking cake for hours on end in that hot! Hot! Kitchen on Yala Close in Apapa. I remember the mid afternoon journeys to Waterside, and then Balogun, I remember us laughing to death at Chinedu, I remember us during Food and Nutrition practicals. I remember that overly sensitive place on your neck that I used to love poking; I remember the gap where one of upper canine teeth was supposed to be… I remember the rugrats being exactly that! I remember the strong, almost over powering fragrance of your Perry Ellis 360 degrees perfume.
