John Olufunmi Osho

Daddy,
I learnt so much from you as an uncle, and the lessons you taught me continue to guide me in life, especially the value of discipline, which has remained a great part of who I am.
I must have been one of your favourites, perhaps that was why your middle name was given to me. That has always been something special to me, and I will forever cherish it.
Thank you for all you did for me, my mum(your younger sister) , and my siblings as a whole. Your love, kindness, guidance and support will never be forgotten.
May you continue to rest peacefully in the Lord. You will always have a special place in my heart.
Rest well, Daddy.

Uncle Osho, you radiated a room with your smile and genuine care for others. One word, would soothe your day. You will be missed. What a beautiful and formidable legacy you have left behind.

Thank you for loving my Aunty and giving me some wonderful, thoughtful, and God fearing and faithful cousins.

May the Lord send comfort to those you have left behind and may you sleep well until the day He calls us all into His presence.

Tribute to My Daddy, Olu Osho
I called him Daddy because he did great and unforgettable things in my life. Daddy was a man of few words, but he was a man of principle, discipline, and integrity. I am forever grateful for the impact he had on my life and for the many ways he supported and guided me.
Without Daddy, I may never have had the opportunity to attend university. Living with him taught me the importance of education and inspired me to understand that education is one of the greatest investments a person can make. For this, I will always be grateful.

I will also forever cherish the fact that Daddy came all the way from America to Nigeria to stand by me as my father on my wedding day. He spent so much and gave so generously to make my wedding a memorable one. That sacrifice and love will remain in my heart forever.

Most importantly, when my biological father passed away, Daddy single-handedly shouldered the expenses of his burial at a time when we could find no help from the family. I was only in my 200 level at the university then, and Daddy stood by me when I needed support the most. His kindness, love, and sense of responsibility can never be forgotten.

Daddy, thank you for everything you did for me. Thank you for believing in me, supporting my education, standing by me on my wedding day, and being there for my family in our most difficult moment. Your place in my life can never be replaced.

You lived a life that touched mine in a profound way, and I will forever carry your memory in my heart.

Daddy, rest peacefully until we meet again. You will never be forgotten.

Jimoh Saheed Olusegun

Daddy Osho as I usually call him, I can't forget that you are the reason I have my degree, your encouragement to make sure I have credit in my mathematics, I remember when I wrote waec again while I was living at your house in Ikeja, you took your time that night, you didn't not sleeping trying to teach me and seyi, so that we can pass mathematics in that Waec, thanks for all your love for your wife family, we will forever remember you in Kolesho family. Sleep on till will meet at the Lord feet.

I met daddy Osho as a little girl. His first daughter and I were friends and schooled together.
Because, we lived in the same neighborhood, the visits were frequent and so I interacted with him.

Daddy Osho was a quiet and reserved man, sometimes when I visited he would seat Seun and I down and he would give advice. He was such a caring and loving father, full of wisdom.
I will miss his warm nature.

May the Lord continue to uphold the family and may his soul rest peacefully in the lord.

Pa, John Olufunmi Osho was the gentlest soul that I ever met. He carried himself with such grace, wisdom, and integrity. He was a caring man, and whenever we met, he often asked about my family and how they were doing.
Though he was a man of few words, every conversation with him left me feeling uplifted, and I always admired the quiet strength and respect he showed to everyone around him.
He will be greatly missed.
Adieu Pa!

Though I never had the privilege of meeting you sir, I know that a life remembered with love is a life that made a difference.

May your beautiful memories continue to bring your family strength and comfort. My thoughts and prayers are with your family. Rest well, sir.

I want to thank God for the life of my elder brother whose benevolence and unwavering kindness saw me through my education and early adult life.

Brother Olu was an inspiration; his unwavering principles and love for family continue to warm my heart today.

The memory of the righteous is blessed

May Daddy Osho continue to rest in the bossom of God Almighty God and bring comfort to the family IJMN.

I remember the first time I met Daddy Osho, it was at Seyi’s marriage to my brother Ogbeide. We were fretting about making a good first impression with our gifts etc, but instead we met a very simple family with a very humble man as the head. Daddy Osho was more interested in getting to know us and could not be bothered if we had come empty handed, I heaved a sigh of relief knowing we have once again married into another beautiful, generous and kind family. Thank you for giving us and trusting us with the care of your beautiful princess Seyi. I just wished we had more opportunity to show you how much you were loved and appreciated, but in all things we give thanks to God for you, for your life and the great seeds you sowed into the life of everyone that encountered you. Your children are a testimony of your goodness.
Adieu Daddy John Olufunmi Osho, May the angels and saints of God welcome you home Amen.

Edel Ighodalo Borha

Today, I write with a heart filled with sadness, but also with deep gratitude to God for the privilege of having known Pa Olufunmi John Osho, daddy Seun, my brother-in-law and, through the years, my brother.

I am also personally grateful to Pa Olufunmi John Osho, daddy Seun for something he did for me many years ago. He provided me with the opportunity to become a WAEC examiner in Ordinary Level Mathematics. It may have seemed like a simple act at the time, but it was an opportunity I valued greatly and have never forgotten.

That experience taught me something about Pa Olufunmi John Osho, daddy Seun and, indeed, about life: sometimes we make our greatest impact not through what we say, but through the doors we quietly open for others.

His passing reminds me that life is not ultimately measured by how loudly we speak, the titles we carry, or the positions we occupy. It is measured by the lives we touch and the memories we leave behind.

I therefore find comfort not only in mourning his departure, but also in celebrating the privilege of having shared life with him

Jesus said in John 11:25, “I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.”

Therefore, even in our grief, we hold on to the hope that death does not have the final word.

Thank you for your gentleness.
Thank you for your service.

You were indeed a man of few words, but a man whose life spoke through his actions.

Farewell, my dear brother in-law. Pa Olufunmi John Osho, daddy Seun.

May your memory remain a blessing to us, and may God comfort and strengthen the entire family at this difficult time.

Rest peacefully, You will be greatly missed and lovingly remembered.

Sir Olufunmi Osho remains Forever In Our Heart as we pray his Soul rest in the bosom of our Lord he served so faithfully!! Our condolences to Atty Seyi & her siblings!!

May Daddy Osho’s soul rest in peace

Daddy was always smiling and caring to everyone he met,when I visited momsie and popsie in their house they made me feel at home;osato :Kin wa je(What will you eat).May his gentle soul continue to rest in perfect peace. Amen and Amen

Daddy was a gentle giant in every sense of the word...

Quiet by nature, he never needed to raise his voice or demand the center of attention. His strength showed up instead in the steady way he showed up for the people he loved in the calm presence that made a room feel safer, in the soft smile that said more than many words ever could.

He was caring in the quiet, everyday ways that leave the deepest mark. A listening ear. A helping hand without being asked. A steady kindness that asked for nothing in return. His legacy will serve the future with the consistency and warmth he shared with us all.

He found quiet joy in simple pleasures, especially watching tennis. There was something fitting about it: the focus, the patience, the appreciation for skill and grace. It was one of the places his gentle spirit settled comfortably...

And as a grandfather, he was simply wonderful. The kind of grandfather children instinctively trust and lean into; patient, gentle, and full of quiet delight in their company. He made ordinary moments feel special just by being there. The grandkids will carry the memory of his presence for the rest of their lives: the safety of his arms, the softness in his eyes, the way he made them feel treasured.

In the end, his words to us were "E seun o (thank you),” spoken in that soft, special way that was so completely him. Even then, he was still giving—still gentle, still gracious. It was a final gift, and one I will carry with me always.

I will miss his quiet strength, his caring heart, and the gentle way he loved. But we are so grateful to have known him—to have been loved by a true gentle giant.

Rest well. Your love remains.

Daddy John Olufunmi Oso my wonderful father in love I really blessed God for a well life spent so quiet pleasant and loving I remembered in 2014 when you visited Ola we watched football together you are such a man that one would pray to marry one of his daughters many times you are such a blessing to us in Ikugbagbe’s family daddy we love you but God loves you more Adieudaddy continue to rest in the bosom of your creator till resurrection morning good night daddy

Those who prepare to shed tears for our daddy need not to but we all need to give all the glory to God for live well spent and to emulate the good life of Baba . Very unassuming and smiling and Godly heart . Baba Dotun he would always admired me on our phone calls all the time . We love you daddy but God loves you more . Countinue to rest on the bosom of the Almighty till we meet to part no more .

Where do I begin?
My dear daddy, I knew this time was coming, but I still was not prepared for it. It came too soon. But I am grateful for the time spent with you.
A man of few words but great wisdom. I could sit with you in comfortable silence for hours and not feel awkward. You loved us the way you knew how to. and that was enough for us. You taught me a lot daddy, resilience, strong will, humility, being peaceful I could go on and on. You left everything in Nigeria to be with us here and that meant the world to us.
Your last words to me were thank you thank you thank you, But I am the one that should be thankful to you, and I am! for all the memories, lessons, and encouragement you gave me, I will forever love and cherish you in my heart. Goodnight daddy till we meet again.
May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace, amen
Odaro daddy

His Journey’s Just Begun" by Ellen Brenneman

Don’t think of him as gone away
his journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched…
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.

Daddy lives on in our hearts. He lives on in our memories. He lives on in this generation. He lives on in generations still to come. Love never dies.

Continue to rest in the hands of the lord,Mr Osho!

A Tribute to My Beloved Daddy, John Olufunmi
My Daddy was a loving, devoted, and gentle man whose presence brought comfort, stability, and guidance to our lives. As I look back over the years we shared, I am reminded of the many ways he showed his love—not always through many words, but through his actions, sacrifices, encouragement, and unwavering commitment to seeing his children succeed.

From my earliest years, Daddy was there for me. When I was in nursery school, he lovingly cared for us and made sure we were fed and well looked after. Those may seem like simple things, but to me, they are precious memories that speak deeply of the kind of father he was. His love was expressed in the everyday things he did to make sure we were comfortable, happy, and cared for.

As I progressed into primary school, Daddy became more than just my father; he became one of my teachers. He patiently helped me with my homework and encouraged me to take my education seriously. Whenever I struggled to understand something, he would guide me and ensure that I did not simply give up. His desire was always to see me learn, improve, and become the best version of myself.

As I grew older and went to boarding school, I realised even more how much his presence meant to me. Daddy made the effort to visit me during visiting days. Seeing him arrive at school was always special. His visits reminded me that no matter how far away I was, I was never forgotten. His presence gave me reassurance, encouragement, and the feeling of being deeply loved.

Daddy was also instrumental in nurturing my faith. He encouraged us to grow in the Catholic faith and introduced us to a strong foundation in God. I remember being taken to St. Dominic Catholic Church, Yaba, where I developed a deeper understanding of faith, prayer, and the importance of having God at the centre of my life. The values he instilled in me during those formative years have remained with me and continue to guide me today.

Daddy was a man of few words, but his quiet nature never prevented people from connecting with him. He was easy to get along with, approachable, calm, and dependable. He did not always need to say much because his actions often spoke louder than words. His love was steady and genuine, and those who knew him understood the goodness of his heart.

Throughout my teenage years, Daddy continued to support and encourage me academically. He did everything within his means and ability to ensure that I succeeded, particularly during my . Senior Secondary School Certificate Examination (SSCE). He took a special interest in my studies, especially Mathematics, and encouraged me not to be afraid of difficult subjects. His support and belief in me gave me the confidence to work harder. When I eventually achieved an A in Mathematics ,it was a moment of great joy and pride—not only for me, but for Daddy as well. I knew that his encouragement had played an important part in helping me reach that achievement.

As the years passed and I moved from childhood into adulthood, Daddy continued to stand behind me. Through the different stages of my life, he remained a source of support, guidance, and encouragement. He watched me grow from the little girl he helped with her nursery and primary school work into a young woman making important decisions about her future.

When the time came for me to build a family of my own, Daddy was still there. He supported me through my journey towards marriage and played an important role in my wedding celebration. His support during that significant chapter of my life remains one of the many things I will forever cherish. It was another reminder that, no matter how much I had grown, I would always be his daughter, and he would always want the very best for me.

When I think about Daddy now, I realise that his greatest legacy was not simply what he gave us materially. It was the values he planted in us: love, education, faith, perseverance, responsibility, and the determination to succeed. He taught us through his life that love does not always have to be loud. Sometimes, love is a meal prepared or provided when a child is hungry. Sometimes, it is sitting beside a child to help with homework. Sometimes, it is travelling to a boarding school for visiting day. Sometimes, it is encouraging a child to keep studying when a subject seems difficult. Sometimes, it is quietly standing behind your child as they begin a new chapter of life.

Daddy did all of these things and so much more.

I am grateful for every sacrifice he made, every lesson he taught me, every visit, every word of encouragement, every prayer, and every moment he spent ensuring that I had opportunities to succeed. Many of the things I am today were shaped by the foundation he helped build in my life.

Daddy, you may have been a man of few words, but your life spoke volumes. Your love was seen in your actions, your sacrifices, your presence, and your commitment to your family. You gave us memories that will remain with us for the rest of our lives.

As I mourn your passing, I also celebrate the life you lived and the father you were to me. I will forever carry the memories of the little girl you fed, the schoolgirl whose homework you helped, the boarding-school student you visited, the young woman whose faith and education you encouraged, and the daughter whose wedding you supported.

Thank you, Daddy, for loving me in your own special way. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for giving me a foundation upon which I could build my life.

You will always be a part of who I am.
Rest peacefully, my beloved father, John Olufunmi Osho.

Your memory will remain forever in my heart, and your legacy will continue through the lives of your children and all those you touched. May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace.
Amen.

Rest in peace to my father-in-law — a kind, quiet soul who never needed many words to make his presence felt. He loved his football, and I’ll always treasure the calm of just sitting beside him watching a match together. And I’ll never forget how he used to joke that we’d stolen his birthday for our wedding day — he brought that up every single year, always with that same quiet smile. That gentle humor and warmth are something I’ll carry with me forever. You’ll be missed more than words can say.

A Tribute to My Father

Daddy,

I know you are resting right now. I am so grateful that I was given the opportunity to be such a great part of your care toward the end of your life. It was not always easy, but I would not trade those moments for anything.

I honestly do not know what to write, because I feel like I have already said everything I needed to say to you, one-on-one. The moments we had, and the time I was blessed to spend caring for you will forever remain in my heart.

There are so many things I will miss about you—your presence, your voice, your advice, and simply knowing that you were there. I wish I could have had more time with you, but I am grateful for the time God gave us. God has been so merciful in extending your life because of us.   

Daddy, thank you for being my father. Thank you for the sacrifices you made, the lessons you taught me, and the memories you left with me. Thank you for allowing me to care for you and to be by your side when you needed me most. That is a gift I will carry with me for the rest of my life. Even if the words you said constantly to almost everyone was 'e pele o'. Now I know the meaning. 

Although my heart is heavy, I find comfort in knowing that you are no longer in pain and that you are resting peacefully. I believe that everything I did for you was an expression of my love, and I hope you knew just how deeply you were loved.

I love you, Daddy. I always will. I cannot ask for a better father. 

Rest peacefully, knowing that you will never be forgotten. Your memory will live on in me, in our family, and in all the lives you touched.

Until we meet again, Daddy.

Rest well. You have finished your race.

I love you forever.

The thing I loved about grandpa was he was a really selfless man and put others first.

He was always there for me.

Grandpa Osho was a great man with a great life.

Grandpa has strength; he was in hospital for so long going back and forth. I always admired his strength and wisdom, and he never gave up.

He was very intelligent; I know this because when my mum was a kid, she would always ask Grandpa for help.

Grandpa has endurance; he never gave up to make us smile, just like when he walked two miles to come to our house. He never gave up.

I am writing this to celebrate the life of my beloved elder brother for the remarkable person he was and for the lasting impact he made on everyone who knew him.

He was more than an elder brother. He was a source of guidance, strength, wisdom, and encouragement. His presence brought warmth to our family, in that he was a father to his four younger siblings, aiding them through all stages of life, physically, emotionally and financially. His impart in our lives cannot be overstated. Through his words, actions, and the way he carried himself, he left valuable lessons that will remain with us for years to come.

His life was a testament to the importance of family, kindness, responsibility, and perseverance. He had a way of making people feel valued and reminding those around him that they were never alone.

Though words can never fully express how much he meant to me and my children, we are grateful for the years, moments, laughter, counsel, and memories we shared with him. We choose to remember him not only with tears, but with gratitude for the privilege of having known and loved him.

Rest peacefully, dear brother. You will never be forgotten.