Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila

Our union as husband and wife started on Saturday, 4th May, 1985. You became not only a wife but also a mother; having lost my biological mother and stepmother in 1956 and 1983 respectively.

On our wedding day, we swore to an oath “…till death do us part.” (Ruth 1:17 NLT). And to God alone be the glory, we both stood by this till 23rd March, 2026, when separation took place through death.

For the short period of 41 years, you lived peacefully and cordially with me and everyone else. You sincerely cooperated with me in ALL areas of life. All things done on the faithfulness of the Apostles of Jesus Christ (Acts 4:32). Even with our Bank Account Details, you were very careful and sensible in our finances.

You were well known for your hospitality and generosity. A cheerful, willing, and voluntary giver indeed.

A wonderful mother par excellence to your children, their spouses and grandchildren. Your smiles were well-admired by all. A lover of peace within and without your nuclear and extended families.

A prayer warrior. A reputable member of the Choir from your youth till death.

All praises, thanksgiving, adoration, and gratitude to your Maker for calling you to Himself before the ‘day of evil.’

Finally, there is no gainsaying to the fact that I am missing you already. I have been doing ALL things alone since your glorious exit to rest with the Lord. On your behalf, He has been sustaining and strengthening me.

Adieu, my loving wife and ‘mother’ till we gather together at His feet.

It’s been said that a mother’s heart is the child’s classroom. I thank God for all that my mom, Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila, has taught me through the years. She is a portrait of a godly mother, and I’m proud to be her firstborn.

I want to share a few things I learned from my mother that have influenced me greatly. I trust that as you read this, you, too, can reflect and remember things your own mother taught you. And I pray that all parents can learn from my mom’s example and impart these same truths to their children.

Mom taught me the importance of having a relationship with God.

Mom taught me how to endure.

I witnessed my mom’s constant devotion to and love for my dad.

From the beginning of their marriage, Mom and Dad consecrated themselves to doing the will of God. I learned from their example.

Mom taught me to minister to the needs of others. Even when we didn’t have enough, she still gave to others who were more needy than we were.

Mom taught me the difference between right and wrong and taught me to make proper decisions. She also taught me about the God-kind of love — a love that has influenced my life immeasurably.

These are just a few of the things I have learned from my mom. I pray that these are truths you can use to teach your own children and others as well. And I believe that if you will teach your children these same godly principles, you will see good results in the end.

Today, with a heart full of grief and even fuller gratitude to God, I humbly honour and celebrate the woman who made me — My Dearest Beloved Mother.

As her only beloved daughter, her cherished second-born, and in her own proud words; her beloved well-behaved daughter, I watched her up close: the way she prayed, the way she gave, the way she carried herself with a quiet but unshakeable grace. She was my mother, yes, but she was also my guardian angel, my anchor, my prayer partner and warrior, and a light in my life that no amount of darkness could ever put out by God’s grace.

My mom was 66 years young! And I say young because her life was never measured in years, but it’s measured in prayers answered to the glory of God. Mommy was our greatest support system, always in our corner, always believing in us, lifting us up with her words, her midnight prayers with shared handwritten revelations.

Mom taught us the ways of God not only through words but she raised us with purpose, faith, a life that reflected God’s grace in the most beautiful way and enduring values that will live on.

Mommy, thank you for teaching me what truly matters — family, love, and faith in God. You instilled in me a profound respect for family values and nurtured me in a Christ-centered home.

Mom showed us that kindness is strength and that integrity is non-negotiable. I saw my mom give selflessly — her time, her love, and her whole self — never asking for anything in return; and these attributes shaped my siblings and me.

She taught us the value of hard work — that nothing worthy comes without effort, and that diligence is an act of honour. From childhood, she instilled in us a love for neatness and orderliness; she could not stand a dirty or untidy environment, and so she raised us to keep every space clean, organized, and always welcoming until her passing.

Though my heart aches in ways I do not yet have words for, we remain deeply grateful to God for her beautiful life. Grateful that God chose her to be my mother. Grateful for every prayer she prayed over me and my family. Grateful for every moment, even the ones I didn’t know how to treasure at the time. I’m grateful to God that you mothered me, Mom!

The world has lost a rare and radiant light but heaven? Heaven has gained one of its finest — My Mom.

Rest now, Mom. You fought well. You loved well. You lived well. Your faith in God was real, your reward is sure, and your memory is a blessing we will carry for the rest of our lives.

You are truly loved — yesterday, today, and every tomorrow we live without you, Mom.

I Love You Forever, Mommy Dearest. — Your Well-Beloved & Well-Behaved Daughter.

Writing about you in the past tense at a tender age was never something you prepared me for, Mum. Yet, in a few paragraphs, I’ll try to tell the world about the woman I’m proud to call my mother.

Many people knew you as disciplined, hardworking, elegant, prayerful, generous, and deeply committed to service. But beyond all of that, you were my safe place. You were strength and softness at once. Loving yet firm, graceful yet impossibly strong.

I heard many testimonies and witnessed the many battles you fought. Guess who always claimed victory? You, my beautiful 5-star General. I’m proud to be one of your many victory medals.

Growing up, you were more than my mother. You were my first love, my advocate, my confidant, my teacher, my prophet, and my covering. Though you loved wholly, you disciplined thoroughly. I still remember one of those disciplinary sessions vividly. When the dust settled, I found myself asking if you were truly my mother. Can you imagine? Lol.

You taught me the principles of patience and timing. You taught me order, cleanliness, administration, and how to read. Of course, you also taught me English Language. You taught me how to write too. My handwriting happens to be your handwriting that finished downloading at nearly 65%. Call it the low-budget version of your handwriting — fine girl wey get fine handwriting.

Most importantly, you showed me the way to God and taught me how to pray.

You also taught me transparency and resource management. From a very young age, you carried us along and never hid the realities of life from us. You told me the family income from the moment I could recognise numbers.

Yet somehow, you managed our home prudently and effectively. Looking back now, I truly understand the wisdom, sacrifice, and discipline it took to do so much with what you had. No wonder Dad fondly called you his “Chief Spending Officer.”

Thank you for being a good wife to Hezekiah (I know he’ll probably knock my head for calling him by his first name. I could only do that here).

You were, and will continue to be, his rock-solid support through every season of life.

You were generous to a fault. You gave yourself so we could have a better life. You and Dad would always tell us, “We’re working because of you.” Though the beginning was small, you gave us your very best. Before you got one thing for yourself, you would have given us ten.

I will never forget your long and risky trips from Ilupeju-Ekiti to Gbagi Market in Ibadan, all in a bid to get us something better than what was obtainable in our locality. Looking back now, I realise those journeys were not just acts of provision, but acts of love.

Your generosity extended far beyond our home. I remember how you would trek under the scorching sun during school holidays just to help Obalatan alumni process and collect their WAEC certificates. You never shut your doors against any of them, even when you had every reason to. To this day, how they all somehow found our house remains one mystery I may never solve. Yet you served them wholeheartedly and never collected a dime.

My Lady Octopus — you had an extraordinary ability to do many things excellently at the same time. Looking back now, I genuinely wonder how you carried so much so gracefully.

Whilst I would have loved for you to enjoy the fruits of your labour a little longer, I’m grateful you fulfilled your purpose. I’m happy you lived to see your dreams come true. I’m thankful you truly feasted on the rewards of your sacrifices. Perhaps that is why I haven’t cried until the writing of this tribute.

You’re not dead, Mum. You’re only resting. And as you taught me, I’ll allow you enjoy your well-deserved rest.

We’ll continue our gist. Your energy lives in me. I love you to pieces.

Today, we do not only mourn the passing of a mother; we honour the beautiful journey of a rare and remarkable woman, my beloved mother-in-law — a woman whose life was a quiet sermon of love, strength, faith, and grace.

Mummy was not an ordinary woman. She was a pillar whose strength held many hearts together, a light whose warmth made everyone feel welcome, and a fountain of wisdom from which her family continually drew guidance. Her presence had a way of calming fears, healing worries, and reminding us that love, patience, and faith could carry us through any season of life.

To me, she was far more than the mother of my wife. She became my mother by love, my counsellor in moments of uncertainty, my encourager when life felt heavy, and a gentle voice of wisdom when decisions had to be made. She welcomed me not as an outsider, but as her own child. That gift of acceptance is one I will treasure forever.

Mommy’s love was not loud, yet it was powerful. It was seen in her sacrifices, felt in her prayers, heard in her words of counsel, and remembered in the peace she carried into every room. She gave without counting the cost, corrected with love, prayed without ceasing, and lived with a dignity that commanded respect without demanding it.

Her life was a garden of virtues: kindness, patience, humility, faith, unity, and good character. She planted these seeds in her children, nurtured them with discipline and affection, and today, we see her legacy blooming in the lives she shaped. Though she has departed from our sights, the fragrance of her life remains with us. Her seat may be empty, but her presence will forever be felt in our hearts.

As we say farewell, we do so with tears in our eyes but gratitude in our souls. We thank God for the blessing of her life, for the years we shared, for the memories we hold, and for the legacy she has left behind.

Mommy, you were a gift to this family, a blessing to many, and a jewel of immeasurable worth. You will be dearly missed, deeply loved, and forever remembered.

Your light has not gone out; it has only returned to the One who gave it.

Adieu, Mommy. Until we meet again.

Mummy, it still feels so unreal writing this about you. Words truly fail me. You were far more than a mother-in-law to me — you took me in completely as your own daughter. From the very beginning, you loved me with so much warmth, kindness, and sincerity. You never made me feel different for one day. The way you spoke to me, cared for me, prayed for me, and checked on me was the same way you did for your biological children. That kind of love is not common, and I will forever cherish it.

It pains my heart deeply that you did not get the opportunity to physically meet Baby Zoe. We talked so much about her, and I know how excited and happy you were about her. Even though you did not carry her in your arms physically, I know you already loved her dearly in your heart.

One thing I will never forget is how, shortly before your passing, you still managed to call us on video even when you were not feeling well. Despite your weakness and discomfort, you still wanted to see us, greet us, pray for us, and show us love. That moment means so much more to me now because it showed the kind of selfless woman you were. Even in your own difficult moment, your family was still on your mind.

Shammah misses you so much, and honestly, we all do. We miss your calls, your prayers, your encouragement, and your caring heart. You never forgot important dates. Birthdays, anniversaries, special occasions — you always remembered everything. Ah Mummy, your absence is loud! You were truly our family reminder app. Now I actually have to start remembering birthdays and anniversaries myself because I can no longer wait for your calls and messages to remind me. We did not realize how much we depended on you for those little things until now.

It is painful knowing we will no longer wait excitedly for the day you would come visiting. We will miss your prayers, your voice, your laughter, your wisdom, and the love you gave so freely.

Thank you for loving us so selflessly. Thank you for being such an amazing woman, mother, and grandmother. You may no longer be here physically, but your love and memory will remain with us forever.

Rest easy Mummy. Sun re o. You are deeply loved, forever cherished, and greatly missed.

My Beautiful Grandma,

Your departure has broken something in mommy — I don’t think it will ever heal.

I saw how mommy smiled at you, the way she laughed with you and how mommy cried when she got the call of your departure.

You may be resting in peace but everything else isn’t how you left it.

I never realized how much I’d miss you until now.

Thank you for always loving me and making me feel important and intelligent. I will always remember the time we spent together whenever you and grandpa are around, how you taught Aylen and I some prayers, the new songs and the way you made everyone smile at dinner.

I will also miss your patience and the way you prayed every night — that is what inspired me most — and your determination.

I wish I could hug you one more time, Grandma.

I love you forever, Grandma.

Dear Grandma,

It’s so sad you’re no longer with us.

Without you, it feels so empty. Anywhere you went, it would light up with joy.

Thank you for always wanting me to finish my food, for playing with me, talking to me, and always teaching me new prayer points and new songs. You always made me feel special and happy.

I will miss your hugs, your voice, taking pictures with you and being around you. I will always think about you and remember how much you loved us.

I know we will meet again. I love you so much, Grandma.

Hello Grandma,

I love you.

I miss you.

Thank you, Grandma.

— Your Grandbobo.

They say a person truly dies twice — once when their heart stops beating, and again when their name is no longer spoken. I refuse to let your name fade. So today, I speak it with love, with tears, and with gratitude: Princess Mary Adépónmilé Olófíntilá. Your name itself was a prophecy. ADÉPÓNMILÉ — “The crown respects me.” And it did, sister. Royalty, strangers, and even life itself had to bow to the dignity, strength, and kindness you carried despite life’s battles. You were a princess not because of a title, but because of how you ruled every heart you touched.

You were more than a sister. You were the mother my younger self leaned on. You tied my tie when my hands shook, you paid my fees when your own needs waited, you stayed awake with me when fear kept me from sleeping before exams. You carried my burdens as if they were yours, and you never once made me feel like a burden. You taught me that love is shown in small, daily sacrifices — saving me the last piece of meat, traveling long distances to check on me, and praying for me when I didn’t even know I needed it. You corrected me without shaming me, encouraged me without flattery, and believed in me long before I believed in myself.

Now you are gone, the house feels too quiet, and DAYO is now very seriously vulnerable. The chair where you sat feels empty. My phone no longer lights up with your “Have a blessed week, my darling BELOVED brother turn SON” and “thus says the LORD…” messages.

You were my very first TEACHER. You made sure my formative years were nostalgic and memorable. As protective as you were, nothing can and must make DAYO a ‘spoilt brat,’ has some taught because of the circumstances of my birth (16 PLUS YEARS DIFFERENCE).

When I felt lonely, you stood by and said, “I can’t abandon you DAYO.” But I feel you everywhere else — in the strength I find when I want to give up, in the kindness I try to show others, in the dreams I chase because you told me I could. I wish I could hear your voice one more time. I wish I could hug you and say, “MUMMY, I made it.” But I know you see me. And I promise you this: I will live in a way that makes you proud. I will carry your name, your lessons, and your love into every place I go. Rest well, PRINCESS MARY ADÉPÓNMILÉ. The crown you wore with grace now rests, but your legacy lives in me.

You were my sister, my mother, my protector, my pride.

And I will love you until we meet again.

Some people come into our lives by blood, and others by blessing. You, my sweet mum, are one of life’s sweetest blessings.

Your gentleness is a quiet strength. In a world that often feels loud, you speak with kindness, listen with patience, and love without conditions. You’ve shown me that support doesn’t always need grand gestures — sometimes it’s a text to check in, a prayer when I’m weak, or simply sitting with me in silence when words won’t do.

Thank you for being the best sister I didn’t have to be born with to be loved by. You’ve stood in my corner, celebrated my wins like they were yours, and held me up when I couldn’t stand on my own. Your heart reflects Christ so clearly — full of grace, humility, and peace.

Family isn’t just who we’re given; it’s also who chooses to love us well. Thank you for choosing me, thank you for loving my children genuinely. I’m grateful for you today and always.

REST IN PEACE, SWEET MUM. — Your Sweet Daughter.

Aunty mi, losing you, especially so soon after our mother’s passing just a year ago, has been deeply painful, heartbreaking, and devastating. Even now, it is difficult to comprehend, but I take comfort in Apostle Paul’s declaration: “For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” I believe your departure is heaven’s gain.

You were diligent, brilliant, and impeccably neat, and your smile was contagious. Gentle and meek, you also had the courage and strength of a lion. Your love was deep, sincere, and genuine. You were content, yet always generous.

Up till your last moments, you loved and served God wholeheartedly with an unwavering faith in your Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, who has called you home.

Farewell, my sweet sister. Please greet Mom for me and I trust you are both watching over us.

May your soul, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in perfect peace. Amen. — Your brother like son.

This is so hard for me to say right now. Good night, my friend — my gist partner, confidant, and prayer warrior — a beautiful woman of God, inside and out; a peacemaker, gentle as a dove.

Saying I miss you is an understatement. We will never forget your loving sacrifice, your fasting and prayers.

Thank you for all you did for my family; in every challenging time, you were always there. Our last video call is still fresh in my mind — the smiles you gave me. I can’t believe it was the last.

God, you are unquestionable. Your grandsons will miss you. Rest on, my sister in love, like a mother. Omo alagogo ajilu ni soosi. Omo iku baba yeye orebetemu orade oluke, Omo Alamu, omo eleyin.

Until we meet again and part no more, continue to rest in peace. Good night.

There is a time for everything, and truly it was your time when you left this sinful world.

As Proverbs 10:7 (NLT) says, “We have happy memories of the godly…”, your memories still linger in our heart.

A woman whose life speaks of peace and stillness.

The first person we are always eager to see every Christmas and the last person we bid farewell to till the next season.

Even though our last meeting wasn’t as joyful as we hoped it to be, you still showed your loving and caring side to us.

Like 2 Timothy 4:7 says, truly, you fought the good fight and you won to the end.

On the last day, we shall all be with you again, and Yèyé Beatrice, my very good Grandma. Regards to her.

Goodnight, Mummy. Sleep well in the bosom of our Lord Jesus.

Words fail me to describe what you mean to me, but you meant a whole bunch to me.

You never treated my siblings and me like your nephews and nieces; you treated and loved us like your biological children. I vividly remember all the times you spent in our home. Whenever we were running a little late from school, you would wait for us outside to come back and inquire about why we were late.

You never let any year go by without getting something for myself and my sister. From clothes to shoes to even underskirts. You showered us with unblemished love and affection, making you undoubtedly the very best. I miss your warm smile and laughter, I miss your calling me into your room, calling me into your kitchen, and many more.

I’m glad I’m a replica of your beautiful face, making me feel assured that you will always be with me. I know you are just asleep, and soon enough, we will meet again. Keep resting in the bosom of our LORD till the resurrection morning, where we will all be reunited with you.

You are greatly cherished. WITH LOVE.

It is so sad to know that you are gone forever. It is still unbelievable because it happened in the twinkle of an eye. I will always remember all the advice and the love you showed my siblings and me. Continue to rest in the bosom of the Lord. Adieu mama.

WITH LOVE.

It pained me that I would not see you again. You were kind, gentle, and loving. You loved not because you were told to, but because it was an attribute. You served as my grandmother after the death of my grandmother, SUSAN BEJIDE. You imparted knowledge to me. You made me a better person. You inspired me. You were my role model. I read my Bible every day because of you. I know what you meant to my father, your husband, and us, your children and grandchildren. I will miss you and your advice. SUN RE O.

My dear sister, it was with a heavy heart that I am writing this tribute because you left us too soon. We missed your angelic smile and love. You were meek and lowly as described in the Bible. When I learnt about your departure, I said: “If you don’t make heaven, no one can.” I adore your love towards all of us, as you cannot hurt a fly. Heaven is rejoicing at your arrival. I will miss your love and smile, but God loves you more than me. Sun re o.

Àwé, your death was a rude shock to me because I didn’t expect it at that time but who am I to query God?

I bless the name of God for the life you lived and the legacy that you left behind. You are a devoted Christian and a cheerful giver, a prayer warrior, a true friend to all and my gist partner.

The vacuum you left in my mind was difficult to fill but I take solace in God.

My well-beloved beautiful and gentle friend, continue to rest in the bosom of your creator till we meet to part no more.

— Your childhood friend.

Omo Oba Adeponmile, I am deeply saddened by your passing at a time when your presence and services were still greatly needed. You were a woman of strong Christian faith, a true role model and a source of love, strength, and wisdom. Your presence brought comfort and joy to everyone who knew you. You stood by me when I needed comfort, offering prayers, guidance and counsel. I will always cherish those moments. I love you but God loves you more. Sun re, elérìín èye. Till we meet again and part no more, my dear sister.

‘Ponle, you didn’t say anything to me the last time we were together at Ora while eating boiled plantain together — not knowing that was the end.

The friendship we shared since our youth days will forever be cherished.

Continue to rest till we meet again at the feet of the Lord.

Adieu ‘Ponle! O daaro oooooo. — Your friend.

I was shocked beyond description when I received the sad news of the passage of our dear friend, sister and compatriot, Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila, to eternal glory.

Her departure reminds one of the ever-green words of the Preacher in the Book of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 which says: “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven”.

Our departed compatriot was a loving mother and friend who impacted many lives during her most memorable sojourn on planet earth.

What stands this quintessential lady out is her friendliness, unalloyed selflessness, and her strength of character to use all in her power for the achievement of the good of the majority.

We will surely miss her. We will miss her brilliance and her large-heartedness. We will miss her warm mien and friendly disposition as she journeys to join the Saints Triumphant. Afterall, we are all tenants in this world. We are all bound to go when our tenancy expires.

With her death, a good heart has stopped breathing.

Her humanitarian services and the many lives she touched while on planet earth will surely stand her in good stead before the Almighty, the Maker of All Things.

While wishing her a most-deserved rest, I pray that God will grant us all, the Olofintilas and the Fakoredes, the grace and the equanimity to bear the irreparable loss.

Eternal rest grant her, Oh Lord.

Today, we gather here, hearts burdened with sorrow yet filled with gratitude, to bid a tearful farewell to our dear Mother, Wife, Sister and Grandmother, a pillar of strength and wisdom, who graced us with her gentle presence for a remarkable 67 years. As we reflect on the life of our departed aunty, it is undeniable that her legacy will continue to inspire generations to come.

Aunty, you were endearingly welcomed into our family early May, 1985 and your body is going to be committed into the mother earth today 30th May, 2026. Appreciating you for Forty-One (41) years of Friendship, Love, Peace, Kindness, Heartfelt affection, and beautiful memories.

Though, the journey was short, you lived a fulfilled life. You are gone from our sights and never from our heart. Aunty, you live on in our hearts quietly guiding us and reminding us of the gift your life was. You remain deeply loved, forever cherished and never forgotten. As I bid farewell to our dear Mother, Wife, Sister and Grandmother, I find solace in knowing that her soul has found eternal peace.

Thank you for being a mother, a sister, and so much more to us. May your soul rest in gentle eternal peace. Goodnight Omo Owa, Omo Olora o ri juru ugba, Omo olora o ri jeran ajere. Fare thee well Aunty, until we meet again in the celestial abode, your memory will remain forever etched within our hearts.

Sun re oooooooo! — Your Brother.

Mom was a woman of wisdom, a mentor, and a pillar in the family. Your guidance and advice brought peace and direction to many, and your presence will be deeply missed.

Thank you for being more than a sister, mummy & co-wife… You were truly much more.

Though your passing, especially in such a moment, is painful, we trust in God’s will. May He forgive your shortcomings and grant you eternal rest.

Sleep on, great woman.

Your legacy lives on. You came, you fought, and you conquered.

With heavy hearts, my siblings and I honour our beloved Big Mom.

Mum was a strong pillar in the family, full of love, wisdom, and kindness.

She cared for us and loved us deeply like her own.

Thank you, Grandma, for never letting Mum feel alone.

Your presence brought unity, comfort, & strength to the entire family.

Though you are gone, you remain in our hearts forever.

Grandma, we love you dearly & you will be greatly missed.

The departure of Mary from this world was saddening and a very rude shock to bear.

I am not the one who is supposed to write a tribute on your demise — it ought to be the other way. Therefore, I stop.

Rest perfectly in the bosom of the Lord.

Aunty Mary Adeponmile Olofintila was a rare soul — deeply down-to-earth, genuinely humble, endlessly kind and a pillar of love.

She carried herself with quiet grace, never seeking recognition.

I fell in love with Aunty Mary immediately I got married into the great Fakorede family 37 years ago.

She took me like her blood-sister, she didn’t treat me like a wife.

Aunty Mary was my prayer partner. She was a great prayer warrior. She sent different Bible verses each day for prayer. You encouraged me to be a strong prayer warrior.

I shall miss you greatly, but I am forever grateful for the love, support and guidance.

Rest Well, Aunty Mary. Love you. — Your Sister-in-Love.

Figuring out what to say when a younger one passes away is very difficult. It is more difficult when the younger one is a cousin of ‘Deponmile’s type, who was so close to me, so nice, so quiet, could hardly hurt a fly, so loving, so humble, etc.

Goodbye ‘Deponmile.

A O PADE L’ESE JESU.

I was shocked when I heard the news of your death even though you had been on the sick bed in the hospital for a few days but still, I did not believe that you can leave us so soon. My darling sister-in-law, we have been together for over forty-nine years and you continuously showed me love throughout. A very gentle, humble, generous, and loving human being. I will still be in doubt of your death until I get to Ora-Ekiti and will not see you welcome me as usual.

KOKORO KO JE KI A GBADUN OBI TO GBO. IKU KO JE KI A GBADUN OLUFE WA OWON (ADEPONMILE OMO FAKOREDE).

Auntie Ponmile, you have come, fought, and conquered. While we mourn your loss, we are comforted by the assurance that you have made your triumphant transition.

God almighty will take care of your husband, children, grandchildren, and all your loved ones.

Auntie Ponmile, God almighty will grant you eternal rest. — Your loving sister-in-law.

Sister Mary, you have been a good sister to me and my family. Your gentleness, strength, kindness, and laughter shaped so many of our best memories, and your love had a way of making everyone feel seen and valued. You carried yourself with grace, even through the hardest days, and taught us what it truly means to care without condition. Losing you has left a space that can never be filled, but your spirit continues to guide us in quiet ways through the lessons you shared, the warmth you gave, and the love you left behind. You will always be our example of courage and compassion, our forever sister. RIP.

“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of the saints.” (Psalm 116:15)

Mummy Yewwy, your love, warmth, and kindness have left an indelible mark on our lives.

Rest on, beloved, till we meet on resurrection morning.

May your peaceful and gentle soul rest in perfect peace.

To my beloved sister, who was my first friend and confidant. Your gentleness and kindness filled our hearts. While my heart is broken, I am so grateful for the years we had together. Rest now, sister, in peace. You will be missed and never forgotten.

In loving memory of my sister, Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila, a devoted Christian, a generous sister, and a quiet source of strength. She gave us laughter, wisdom, and an example of living with an open heart. We will miss her every day and keep her close in the stories we tell and the love we share. May we carry her memory forward with gratitude, laughter, and the same steady compassion she showed to us all. We will miss her humour, which could dissolve tension with a single joke, and her gentleness, which pushed us to be kinder. Any money kept in her custody, even if it was for years, the amount and the denominations would not change when required back for collection.

Even in grief, I am grateful for the lessons she left behind: how to forgive quickly, how to prioritize people over pride, and how to find joy in ordinary things. Though she has passed from our sight, her influence remains in the stories we share, the traditions we continue, and the ways we care for one another.

May her gentle soul continue to rest in perfect peace.

It is with a very heavy and saddened heart that I write this tribute in honour of my amiable, beautiful, charming, delightful, elegant, and very friendly sister-in-love, Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila who left this world unexpectedly, and gone too soon.

Mummy Olofintila was very nice to me from day one of my coming to the Fakorede family, and the love grew so much from my husband to me and extended to our children in the way she cared for all of them. She practically knew the dress sizes of my girls and contributed to their progress with genuine heart both in giving and prayers. She was a cheerful giver as it was not possible to leave her house without going with gifts such as biscuits, bottles of groundnut, bottles of lemon juice, malt drink, and so on.

Mummy Olofintila will be greatly missed by my family for all the good memories we shared together. The Christmas chicken that was given to us last December was so big, and I remembered that I told her then that next year’s own would be bigger, but alas she has gone to be with the Lord.

Adieu, my dearest sister-in-love of great humility, very caring, humorous, and with a heart of gold.

Sleep on in the Lord, Mummy Mary Adeponmile Olofintila.

Dear Mummy,

You were kindness in its purest form — gentle, loving, and endlessly generous. You gave of yourself so freely, with a heart that never held back, and a warmth that made everyone feel seen and cared for. Your presence was a blessing, and your love, something I will carry with me always.

It still feels unreal that you are no longer here. I think back to our last time together in December 2025, wishing I had known the depth of what you were going through. Yet, in the midst of this pain, I find comfort in knowing that you are finally at rest, free from every hurt you carried so quietly.

Your life was beautiful, your soul even more so. And though it hurts deeply to say goodbye, I hold on to the hope that this is not the end — that we will meet again, where parting is no more.

I love you beyond this world, and I always will. — Your Niece.

Dearest mummy,

You were too kind for this world. You were very pleasant to be around, very lovely and very warm.

It pains me that you did not live longer than you did, that you were unjustly and unexpectedly taken from us but I know you are happier where you are now. I know that you are at peace.

I know that your light and goodness and kindness that you carried and showed throughout your life will continue to radiate.

Continue to rest in perfect peace. — Your Niece.

Rest now in peace, sister Mary. Your beautiful soul has found its eternal home. You are free from pain now, and that brings me comfort. Goodbye, kindhearted, loving, caring, and beautiful sister as you fly on with the Angels.

Today, with a sober heart, I write this tribute to honour the memory of a beautiful mother, Mummy Olofintila. Her warm smile and succulent voice will forever remain unforgettable. The way she always called me “OMO ASEWÀ” with that beautiful smile is a memory I will continue to cherish deeply.

Though her absence brings pain, we take comfort in the beautiful life she lived and the love she shared with everyone around her.

Her memory will forever remain a blessing in my heart.

Mummy, rest easy till we meet to part no more.

Iya mi Adeponmile, you have come and gone. It is unbearable, but you have left a great legacy that can never be forgotten.

You played the role of a mother to me till you’re gone to rest with your maker. You always called me OMO OSEWA with beautiful smile.

To everything there is a reason, a time to be born again and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to harvest.

Death is the end of every living being on the planet, but to Christians, death is a transformation and passage to new life in Christ Jesus.

Aya Baba mi Olofintila as I fondly called you, you were loving and caring to me as if am your biological daughter any time I come to Ora. You will always say, “Osewa mi take this bag, purse and cloth.” Chai! Igi t’obadara kiipe ninu igbo. You can always have positive impact on the life of anyone that came in contact with you. Your time and life reveal that one must learn to always strive for the best in life and not settle for less.

There is no impossibility in your dictionary; your last word was “God will take care of you and Boluwatife.”

Iya mi Olofin, I will always remember you!

Good night, Mama Yewande.

Mrs Olofintila Mary Adeponmile was a great lover of God, a wonderful servant of God, a fervent intercessor, an honest wife to her husband, a good mother to her children, and a great grandmother.

She loved people and always loved to share their burdens with them.

She was a source of blessings to people who came in contact with her during her lifetime.

I can’t forget her for the advice, care, and support.

Her memory will continue to live with us.

Till we meet to part no more. Adieu.

With heavy hearts but total submission to the will of God, we celebrate the life of a dear Mummy, one time co-labourer in God’s Vineyard at Ilupeju-Ekiti, whose passing has left a deep void in our hearts.

Mummy Adeponmile, you were a vessel of God’s love, a woman of faith, a giver, and a shining example of what it means to walk closely with the Lord. Your life reflected humility, kindness, and unwavering devotion to God’s work. You served with joy, loved without conditions, and gave selflessly to everyone around you.

Your presence brought peace, your words brought encouragement, your faith inspired many. Whether in times of joy or trials, you stood firm, trusting God completely. Truly, you lived a life worthy of emulation.

Though we mourn your departure, we are comforted by the assurance that Mama Ayo has gone to be with the Lord, where there is no pain, sorrow, or suffering. As it is written, “Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord… they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them.”

Rest on, MUMMY OLOFINTILA as we fondly called you, rest in the bosom of the Lord until we meet again.

With love and remembrance.

If my words were not considered unconventional, I would have said, “Death doesn’t fit her,” but death is inevitable for all.

I have a very rich memory of Mum, and for a very long time, I’ve had her specially preserved in my heart. After my family, the next family that has positively influenced the way I see relationships and family is the Olofintilas. She and Dad were so inseparable. She loved her family passionately. She was a woman of excellence and outstanding sincerity.

As a young boy, Mummy’s influence on me was so great in all spheres: from the Church, to school, and at home (when I visited sometimes).

Mum taught me English, and I can boldly say she was among the tutors who greatly influenced me. I first heard the word “immense” from her, and it has stuck in my brain until now.

Mum was elegant, humble, and most especially beautiful!

We did not lose her; rather, she had fulfilled her time here, and God had completed her rewards. Hence, she deserves to rest from this life, which is unworthy of her qualities and greatness.

Mum shouldn’t be mourned. We can only celebrate her wonderful life and the peace that comes with her passing. She is up there, smiling and hoping we could see the immense excellence and greatness she currently enjoys, having been rewarded for her wonderful time here on earth.

Rest in peace, Mum. We love you, and we shall continue to uphold the wonderful banner of godliness, excellence, humility, and sincerity that you instilled in us all.

Today, I pause to honor and celebrate the life of a truly remarkable woman. Mrs Mary Olofintila — a gentle spirit, a devoted Christian, and a constant source of encouragement to all who were blessed to know her, especially me during the short time we spent together at Ilupeju-Ekiti.

She lived her life as a reflection of her faith, quietly but powerfully demonstrating love, kindness, and compassion in her daily walk. Her death is a loss to the family and friends but a gain to heaven.

Her dedication to God was evident not just in what she said, but in how she lived. She embodied humility, patience, and unwavering trust in the Lord. Through her, many people experienced encouragement during difficult times and found renewed strength to carry on.

As I bid her farewell, I do so with gratitude for her life and the assurance that she now rests peacefully in the presence of the Lord she so faithfully served.

May her gentle soul rest in perfect peace.

“O death, where is your sting? O grave, where is your victory?”

My beloved sister, your passing has left a deep pain in our hearts, but we take comfort in knowing that you fought the good fight of faith and finished your race with grace.

You were a woman of love, kindness, warmth, and compassion. Your beautiful smile, caring heart, and gentle spirit touched everyone who came across you.

It is hard to accept that you left us so soon. I wish we could share more moments together, hear your voice again, and see your smiling face one more time.

I will forever cherish the beautiful memories we shared. The times we spent together will remain precious in my heart, and your legacy of love will never be forgotten.

Rest peacefully in the bosom of your Lord and Saviour, until we meet again.

Mummy, I thank God for your life.

I remember you made your home a second home for me as a teenager.

Your home was the first picture of a practical Christian home I saw and am forever grateful to God for such a seed you sowed in my life at that early stage of my life. As a family you and daddy were so much there for us during our mother’s passing to glory and you’ll always call and check on me and say my dearest daughter.

I miss you so much Mummy Olofintila as I always call you, ma. Rest in the bosom of our Lord. We will surely meet on the other side.

We mourn the passing of our beloved mother and grandmother (Grandma Audrey), with hearts full of both sorrow and gratitude.

She lived a life of faith, love, and selfless service. A pillar of strength to her family and a beacon of kindness to all who knew her, she taught us the values of integrity, hard work, and compassion through both her words and her actions.

Though she is no longer with us in body, her legacy lives on in the lives she nurtured and the love she freely gave. Her wisdom, her warmth, and her gentle spirit will forever remain in our hearts.

We take comfort in the hope of eternal reunion and rest in the assurance that she now rests peacefully in the arms of the Lord.

Rest in Perfect Peace.

Dear Mummy… A virtuous woman and loving Mother. My experience with you has been amazing. You nurtured us in the way of God, always telling us to stay focused, and be the best in our endeavours. Your life was a melody of love and compassion. You may have gone from our sights, but your memory is etched forever in our hearts. Rest well, dearest Mummy and Teacher.

Mummy, you lived your life as a blessing to others. You raised us, guided us, and held this family together with hands that worked hard and a heart that never grew cold. We will miss your soft voice, your warm embrace, and the way you made every child feel like they were your favourite.

We love you. We honor you. And we will carry your quiet, loving spirit in everything we do.

Sleep well, mummy. Until we meet again.

Though an epistle could be written, words alone cannot express the depth of pain I feel at losing a great Aunt. It is hard to accept that you are gone, but memories of your love, caring, guidance, and mother’s care bring me comfort.

I love you, Aunt, but God loves you more. Rest till we part no more!

My Beautiful sister! It is still hard for me to believe that you are truly gone. You were such a good and lovely sister, a woman with a true kind generous heart.

You were always there for me advising me, guiding me, and counselling me always. You encouraged me to live in peace with love and understanding. Anytime I visited, you always made me feel free and welcomed in your house by telling me to take whatever I wanted.

You would call regularly to check on my family and would always pray for us at these times.

My beloved sister, you were truly a good woman with a beautiful heart, and your absence has left a deep void in my heart. You would be greatly missed.

I love you, but God loves you most. Rest well my dear sister.

Aunty, I was shocked when I heard about your death, though Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 has finalised everything. You lived a truly successful and impactful life. I already missed your love and care. You will forever be remembered for your exemplary life of kindness, compassion, and the golden words of wisdom you shared generously. I wouldn’t forget that anytime I called you that I would come home, you always assured me that my room is there for my visit in your house. Well, I love you but God loves you better. Rest in the bosom of your father.

— From your cousin.

Though I did not have the privilege of knowing you personally, I write this with deep respect and a grateful heart.

Thank you for the beautiful life you lived and for the remarkable daughter (Yewande Adeniyi) you raised. In her humility, kindness, strength, and selflessness, I see the values you carefully planted and nurtured. Your legacy is evident, not just in who she is, but in the many lives she continues to touch.

You were truly a blessing to your family, and your love, guidance, and sacrifices will never be forgotten. Even in your absence, your impact remains strong, living on through your children and all who were fortunate to know them.

May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace, Ma.

We lost her again! Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila (née Fakorede), the Iya Egbe of Egbe Oluwasefunmi, answered the call of Almighty God when we least expected. So saddening and unfortunate. Who are we to question God? Such an intelligent, lovely, and easy-going woman. A leader par excellence. It is well.

We pray God will rest her soul and comfort the family and the age group members left behind. We pray God to put an end to sudden death in Egbe Oluwasefunmi in Jesus name.

May her soul rest in peace. — Secretary, Egbe Oluwasefunmi.

Princess Mary Adeponmile Olofintila, I received the news of your demise with a heavy heart. It was disheartening. My good friend, classmate, desk mate in Primary School, and schoolmate, but my Senior in Modern School, Teachers College, and College of Education. Though death is a necessary end that comes when it wills, I will surely miss your soft-spokenness, kind-hearted gestures, and friendly disposition.

I pray God will grant your soul eternal rest. Adieu.

A ku ibanidaro ẹni rere tó lọ.

Kini a tún lè ṣe láti dá wọn padà sí àyè?

Kò sí.

Absolutely nothing.

O ma ṣe ooooo. Aunty tí kò lè hurt anybody.

I remember her input as my choir mistress those long years.

Very brilliant — I remember her tutoring some of us free when we were in primary and early secondary school.

She came. She saw. She conquered.

Sunre ooooo Auntie àyìyẹ̀.

What a terrible loss — our dear gentle sister, Mummy and wife. A very quiet, highly respectful and generous woman. You are not going to be missed by your immediate family alone but all your loved ones, and admirers will miss your gentle conduct, disposition, and treatment to all.

May God repose your soul in perfect peace. O ma se oooo.

So sad and shocking about the passing of this loving wife of OLOFINTILA, mother, sister and a proud daughter of the FAKOREDEs.

May God grant her departed soul a peaceful rest in the Lord. And may God grant the FAMILIES the fortitude to bear this loss. ODUN YIO JINNA SIRA NI ORUKO JESU.