Honestly, I’m no good at goodbyes. I can feel my heart beating as I write this piece. I feel I might even get choked up while writing but I’ll write anyway. Sometimes it’s needed.
Nothing lasts forever. Life is in phases. And life does not end here. I feel like death and eternity are still a part of life, because you do not cease to live, you just translate into a different phase.
And talking about a different phase, that’s what I’m entering now. In case I haven’t told you personally, I’m leaving Covenant University.
I feel sweat breaking out…
You may have known me as different persons. Maybe you knew me as Phire D, the guy who always performed at Variety & Freshers night (shout out to the incoming freshers, sad we’ll probably never get to see). Or maybe you knew me as the guy who always put something in his indomie that made it yellow. Or the guy who randomly approached you that day. Or that random guy who’s always laughing loudly and cracking jokes. Or your service unit member (shout out to CUMD & Hospitality). Whoever you knew me as, that guy is gone.
Everything happening at this point eerily reminds me of death…
I lost a dear friend and sister during this holiday. Such a pure and beautiful soul. It still hurts to this very moment thinking about it. May her soul rest in perfect peace till we meet again.
I also lost my barber during this holiday. For this particular one, I’m actually speechless, because he was such a great person, just chill
If only I knew the last time was the last time
I remember the last time I saw the friend I lost. She was actually not feeling fine so I went to see her in the Medical Center. I had just gotten some money so I got her some fruits. Sitting down there, I hadn’t the slightest clue that it would be the last time I would set my eyes on her in this physical world. Maybe if I had, I would have had those deep conversations I’d always planned to have. Maybe I would have held her hand and told her I loved her in this life and the next. Maybe I would have come back the next day…
It's too many maybe’s and what ifs, especially thinking about precious souls that have passed away. If I had known it would be the last time seeing Blessed, seeing Chinweze, seeing Pst Eyo Bassey, etc..
If a man die, shall he live again? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come - Job 14 vs 14
Maybe the hardest part isn’t the goodbye. Maybe the hardest part is holding on to the hope that we will see them again and calculating the probability we won’t.
Apart from the environment, the thing I’ll miss the most about CU is the friends I made, the connections, the conversations, the vibes and all
As I write this, I’m listening to Diddy’s I’ll Be Missing You, so pardon me if I get too emotional.
If I could wish for two things, I would wish the best of success for every friend I ever made in CU and then that I would see them all again.
But if twenty friends don’t play for twenty years, the second wish is not likely to come true.
Plus, nobody lives forever, and nothing is promised. Nobody knows who will be alive or gone in the next five years. I used to think I did but this year proved me wrong.
There are some songs that remind me of CU, and in extension, death and grief. For example, Walayo Yamoni by Christopher Tin, Across The River by Jim Reeves, the hymn God Be With You Till We Meet Again, etc.
Sometimes it all seems like a dream. For some weird reason, I have a feeling that’s how death feels. Like everything thus far has been a dream and now you’re waking up. Sometimes I feel like I’ve had that feeling before, déjà vu things. Nostalgia Ultra…
In any case, if there’s anything I’ve always wanted to pass on to everyone I came across, it’s to be yourself and live out the life of your dreams, cuz you’ll be miserable doing anything else. Especially now that death has become more real to me and I know that nothing is promised, I stand on that. So anytime you remember me, remember that.
I’m not gone though. I’m still as reachable as your right ear (if you have hands that is). Feel free to reach out anytime.
So till we meet again, MEMENTO MORI (Remember you must die)
Goodbye…
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