ANNE

            I wonder what this name mean, I wonder what picture comes into your mind at the mention of this name, I wonder what kind of memories would keep on reoccurring on your mind at the mention of this name it could be your mum, your friend, sister relative or in general just someone who made a great impact in your life or rather the worst person you ever got to meet, mmmmmh (sigh!) bad memory though.

            I find the name special, easy to pronounce like I don’t have to ask someone, ‘excuse me miss please repeat your name, like who are you? Where did you get that name omg! Where on earth did your parents get that name’, I also find the name to be very much unique, I find this name having a strong powerful message in it; you may wonder why the name means so much to me.

             Last year which is 2014, the month of November the 2^nd date of it, I lost my one and only sister, my immediate follower in terms of siblings to be specific through the cruel hands of death. She was still very young, 19 years of age, very much ready to sit for her fourth form exams. Gladly, happily and eagerly waiting to also join me in University. You know that kind of feeling you always have when you know you moving to another upgraded level of education and you be like “ Yeeeeeeeey! I made it,” even after your primary teacher told you you will not make it because your name could never miss in the noisemakers list Lol! With great dreams and ambition of becoming a neurosurgeon and just when all these dreams were about to come true, death snatched her away from  me, my mum, my dad, my brothers, her friends and relatives.

              I feel so scared, worried, hurting, when I wake up in the same room I used to share with Anne, and she isn’t there. I feel so alone when the thought of not having any other sister crosses my mind. I feel even more worse knowing that there is nothing that I can do be it in my dreams, in my efforts, in my desire, in my wishes to bring her back to life…And the worst of them all I’m even thinking that worse is an understatement for its description, she had no last words for me like a sister to sister conversation, even till the very last moment when I watched her saying goodbye to the world.

              I keep on asking myself a couple of questions knowing that even if I start digging for answers, it will cause me much more pain and on a higher percentage I will not get the answers. I also came to understand how those people who always say if there’s anything that they could wish or had the power to change in this world or even when given a chance to have a face to face conversation with God they will ask Him to get rid diseases,( I wonder how doctors and  nurses will operate) , bring an end to it, bury it together with his father and mother if at all it is a he or perhaps even burn  him which is kind of the worst punishment.

             Anne, no one can ever replace you, I miss you much only God knows how. Life is hard and painful without you but God is taking care of us, all those who loved and treasured you. I’m glad and humbled that you were the chosen one for me, chosen to be my one sister, chosen to be my friend, chosen to be part and parcel of my life and truly you were the best. In as much as living without you seems to be so hard, I got to learn a lot in my life and for sure from where you are you can see the much I’ve transformed, I got to know the real people I should trust and dropped all the fake human beings, our true friends, to live life as it comes and  leave God to take care of my tomorrow, to love myself more, the importance of happiness, smiling and how much laughter is medicine to each and every person who welcomes and tolerates it and just to value only the people who value me.

             The worst part of all I am forced to learn and accept that death can knock at anyone’s door, no matter who you are and no matter how rich you are, you cannot pay death for it to spare you… It doesn’t negotiate at all, Kwanza it doesn’t give you a warning, and I’d compare it just a little with a thief.  Any close person to use can fall a victim at any time we don’t know when or how, therefore LIVE, LAUGH and LOVE.

I love you Anne, till we meet again my beloved sister.