Esther Ekwujuru Afolabi

Esther Ekwujuru Afolabi April 7, 1968 – April 20, 1996

The 10 months we shared as a couple were the happiest times of my life.

 She was the perfect wife. She understands me, absolutely. I walked tall, I have reason to- I have a wife I loved, who loves me too.

I was so proud. Ive found a woman that amazes me all the time. My meals warm, my clothes clean. Our little apartment in Lagos, Nigeria started with a bed and 2 seats, it was fully equipped in 3 months, mostly with her money.

 We didnt prepare for her passing, It happened after a caesarean delivery, her first.

 She would have been thrilled to nurse the baby boy she left me. I loved her beyond expression, I still do. She will never be forgotten,

She will never be replaced. Elizabeth Browning captures my feelings in her poem – How do I love thee?

How Do I Love Thee? How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach,

when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday’s Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,

I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. By Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My consolation is that she is free from worldly strife and God knows best. I pray she will wait for me when my time comes. Akin Afolabi, Husband

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