

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Obituary
Omo Abifarin, beloved wife, mother, teacher, preacher, and servant of God, passed away peacefully on April 10, 2026, at UVA Haymarket Hospital in Haymarket, Virginia. Known to everyone who loved her simply as Omo, she lived with extraordinary grace, unshakeable faith, and a joy so visible it literally showed in the way she walked.
Born on February 2, 1971, in Takoma Park, Maryland, to Emmanuel Konyeshi and Gloria Alile, Omo was raised in Lagos, Nigeria, the fourth of six children, in a home deeply rooted in faith and family. She came to the United States in her college years, settling in Altamonte Springs, Florida, where in 1991 she met the man who would become her husband, Kunle Abifarin, at a young adults meeting at Orlando Christian Center. They were married in 1995 and built a life together defined by love, laughter, and an unwavering commitment to God and family.
Omo was a woman of remarkable range. She earned her degree in Management Information Systems and built a career in Project Management before making one of the most selfless decisions of her life: setting aside her professional ambitions to homeschool her three sons from 2007 to 2023, guiding each of them through high school with patience, dedication, and more than a little humor. She served as director of a local chapter of Classical Conversations, pouring her heart into the broader homeschooling community alongside her own family. When her youngest was ready to return to a traditional school setting, Omo turned a new page entirely, discovering a passion for cybersecurity, earning her certification, and teaching Security+ and Network+ before joining Freddie Mac in Haymarket, Virginia, where she worked in issues and risk management.
Her professional achievements, though impressive, were only one dimension of who she was. From the moment she joined Living Faith Church in 2001, Omo made clear she was not there to sit in a pew. She served faithfully in children’s ministry for years, ensuring that every parent who walked through the church doors could worship freely, trusting their little ones were in safe and loving hands. She went on to serve in the SOZO ministry, where she helped individuals encounter the love of God in deeply personal and transforming ways. She graduated from the church’s Bible school, which equipped her to preach the Word of God with confidence and authority. And alongside her dear friend Francesca Boateng, she co-founded SpeakWell, a program dedicated to coaching teenagers and young adults to find and use the power of their own voices.
Omo had a gift for shifting the atmosphere of any room she entered. She came bearing joy, warmth, and an endless supply of encouragement for whoever needed it most. She was quick to laugh, impossible to forget, and utterly devoted to the people she loved. Ask anyone who knew her how she was doing, and they will tell you exactly what she always said: “I am blessed and highly favored.” She meant it every single time.
Omo Abifarin is survived by her devoted husband of thirty years, Kunle Abifarin; her three sons, Seun, Deji, and Zie Abifarin; her mother-in-law, Ayodele Abifarin; her sisters, Dr. Stella Nnadi, Nne Edowande, and Adesua Ojumola; her brother, Emmanuel Konyeshi; her sister-in-law, Bunmi Abifarin-Morgan; her brothers-in-law, Muyiwa Abifarin, Dr. Yemi Oyeniyi, and Dr. Israel Emmanuel; their spouses, Rudolph Morgan, Cameo Abifarin, and Deaconess Yemi Oyeniyi; her sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law on her side, Samantha Konyeshi, George Edowande, and Ope Ojumola; her beloved nephews, Michael Konyeshi, David Nnadi, Nosa Edowande, Esosa Edowande, Ayooluwa Justin Ojumola, and; her beloved nieces, Zara Konyeshi, Olivia Abifarin, Grace Abifarin, Ronke Morgan, Kunmi Morgan, and Ayomide Ivie Ojumola; her cherished cousins; and her sisters from another mother, Francesca Boateng, Grace Yum, Christine Billings, and Sarah Safreddo.
She was preceded in death by her parents, Emmanuel Konyeshi and Gloria Alile; her beloved brother, Chimdike Konyeshi; and her father-in-law, Ayotunku Abifarin.
Celebration of Life Service
If you were unable to join us in person for Omo’s Celebration of Life, you are welcome to watch the service here.
Omo’s Slideshow
Richard Smallwood - Jesus, Lover of My Soul (Jesu Joy of Man’s Desire)
Timeline
Actually someone had spilled glitter all over the sidewalk was why I saw sparkles. LOL. Still so glad I picked her.
Gallery
Videos
Tributes & Memories
Omo,
For the warmth you gave and the joy you shared, we thank God for the life you lived and the lives you have touched.
I want to let you know that I am so thankful to God for the missing belt loop and the day we met. It all started when I was visiting Orlando Christian Center for the first time. I didn’t know anyone and felt a bit awkward and alone. You were sitting in front of me and I happened to notice you accidently skipped putting your belt through a loop. Thinking about how to break the ice to start meeting people, I brought it to your attention and you turned around with the biggest smile, bubbly personality, and welcomed me so warmly and lovingly. That day – you were and answer to prayer and we instantly became friends (for Life!) Shortly after that you introduced me to your unique and loving sisters Nne and your oldest sister Stella. I was so thankful to God that we developed an instant friendship / sisterhood! As our friendship blossomed – I had no idea that behind the scenes you and Nne were talking to a young man that had his eye on me, named Kevin. At the time – I had been hurt by other guys and just wanted to focus on me fully serving God & wanted nothing to do with another bum. But, you and Nne persisted, saying what a wonderful man of God, Kevin is. Then we went to one of the young adult dinners & Kevin was serving. He was very kind to me. Soon after that, my dad was getting home from the hospital and you, Nne, and Kevin came for a visit. I will never forget how he brought flowers for my mom and a fruit basket for my dad. He seemed very kind and a bit different from most guys. I will never forget that after all of you left, my mom said, “That man is going to be your husband.” I told my mom – I rebuke that! Lo and behold about 6 months later we were married. Omo, Nne, and Stella – Kevin and I are so grateful for our friendship / brother-sisterhood! Even though we live far from each other, you all hold a very special place in our hearts. Omo, please say hello to my brother David, my Dad, my Mom, Kevin’s Dad & our 5 babies that are waiting for us in heaven! I know they will be loving your contagious smile, dynamic personality, and outrageous love for Jesus. What a beautiful reunion! I don’t know if heaven can get any brighter, but I think when you arrived there was an even more radiant atmosphere. Omo, we love and miss you tremendously and can’t wait to be with you and your beautiful sisters, husband Kunlee and your boys for eternity. Kevin and I love you soo00oo much!
❤️ Te quiero mucho, chica…. con todo mi corazón!
Kevin & Angelie Johnson
Omo, in the kindest, most gracious way, gently walked me through topics I didn’t understand, in a way that didn’t make me feel foolish, just informed. That was her. She could correct you without ever diminishing you.
The second memory isn’t just one moment… it’s all of them. Whether we were talking after CC, or meeting at IHOP to catch up on life, or even reconnecting after time had passed, being with her was easy. We could go a year without talking, sit down together, and it felt like no time had passed at all. We would laugh, really laugh.
Omo had a way about her. She noticed people. She thanked them when others forgot. Gracious- effortlessly. She was patient with her children in a way I quietly admired, and honestly envied. And she was so incredibly smart. Even years later, when our lives had gone in different directions, I would hear updates about her accomplishments, and I was never surprised. There was never anything I thought she couldn’t do if she decided to do it.
And I want to be clear, this isn’t something I’m saying now just because she’s gone. This is something I always believed about her. To me, transparency is currency in a world that often feels hidden. Being real matters. And every interaction with her felt completely real.
She lived her faith in a way that was unmistakable: steady, kind, and deeply rooted in who she was. She reflected what we all hope to be. She was thoughtful, compassionate, grounded, and strong.
In so many ways, she was the best of all of us…without ever needing to say it or prove it.
I’m so grateful I knew her. I’m a better person for having known her. She lives on through every life she touched, and I know she touched so many lives. My heart goes out to her family: Truly.
She loved selflessly and was sacrificial in giving of herself.
I will truly miss her...she lit up whenever we shared scriptures and ministrations that blessed us
Ah, Omo I didn't see this coming but in all things we give thanks to our God who is all knowing and judged faithful.
Sharing friendship and sisterhood with you for about 40 years from our university days added a lot of value to my life.
You drove from Virginia to Maryland just to see me in your usual sacrificial way.
May God grant your beautiful family, (Kunle and your your son's, your siblings, cousins and friends) fortitude and rest your sweet soul in peace.
Love you loads darling sister ❤️❤️❤️
Joy Ogbemudia Majekodunmi





Omo, you were truly beautiful inside and out, so transparently God-loving. I thank God for the privilege of knowing you. We thank God you bequeathed Three great well-loved nations to the world. You were a beautiful soulmate, and in 30 years with our brother Kunle, you nurtured him into a fulfilled man of faith. Enduring legacy indeed, Purpose fulfilled and Love completely poured out. Rest in perfect peace as you rejoice in The Lord's presence, where we know you have been welcomed in glory.

I struggle to find the right words as I write this. Omo, it is hard to accept that you are gone. I still hold on to the memory of the last time we spent together at your sister’s home. You were full of smiles, and your words lifted me. You encouraged me with such warmth and strength.
You carried yourself with quiet courage. Even in pain, you did not let it define you. Your strength and positive spirit hid the battles you faced. I never knew the weight you carried. Your faith stood firm, and your gentle soul touched everyone around you.
The words of Scripture bring comfort: “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18).
Rest now in the presence of the Lord, where pain has no place and peace is complete. Farewell, Omo. Until we meet again.
Honestly, I am devastated and have many questions.But as a Christian there is hope because we go home, and I know Omo, you are at home with the Lord.You are the epistle of God 's love and l thank God for knowing you.Adieu, my sister.
You are forever in our hearts ❤️ and we bless the Lord for amazing testimonies about you.
Psalm 116:15 "Precious is the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints"
Till we meet again

I got to know you more in this last few years! You’re truly a selfless woman of GOD! Though we miss you here but we definitely know that heaven has gained an Angel! May your soul rest peacefully in Jesus Name Amen 🙏
It feels impossible.
It feels cruel.
I had just gotten off the phone with my sisters and brother—
the last one to join, as usual—
and all I heard was,
“Fofo… Omo… Fofo… Omo…”
I knew before they said it.
But I needed them to say it.
I dreaded the words and begged silently for them not to come.
And then they did.
“Omo is gone.”
Gone.
What do I do with that?
What do any of us do with that?
Omosere was not just my cousin.
She was my friend.
My confidant.
My comfort when I was drowning in the pain and anger of losing Chimdike—her younger brother, my cousin, my friend.
She helped me carry grief then.
And now somehow, impossibly, I must carry grief for her too.
Just three hours before she left us, we were praying.
Begging.
Crying out to God.
I was pleading with Him to bring her back to us.
To heal her.
To leave her here.
But Heaven had another plan.
And I do not pretend to understand it.
What I understand is this:
It hurts.
It hurts in a black and ugly way.
A thick, suffocating way.
The kind of pain that clings to your skin and sits heavy on your chest.
The kind that steals your breath and makes you wonder how the world can keep spinning when one of your own is gone.
Omo, I wish I had known the depth of your pain.
I wish I had understood what you carried for thirteen long years.
But even in your suffering, you protected others.
That was who you were.
Gentle.
Private.
Strong in quiet ways.
And with that cheeky laugh of yours—
the one that always made it seem like you knew something the rest of us didn’t.
I will miss the way you said my name.
“Efe.”
No one said it quite like you.
No one ever will.
I am confused by this loss.
Disoriented by it.
Because one of ours is gone.
And there is now an empty space at the table of our family that can never truly be filled.
But even in this grief—
even with tears in my eyes and pain in my chest—
I have hope.
Because I know the God we serve.
And because of Him, death does not get the final word.
So no—
Omo is not gone.
She is alive.
Whole.
Healed.
Free.
Flying.
She has laid down pain and put on glory.
She has traded suffering for peace.
She has seen the face of Jesus.
And though my heart is breaking because I cannot hold her here,
my spirit rejoices because Heaven is now richer.
Omo—
if I may ask one more favor of you—
please say hello to Chimdike for me.
Tell him I still miss him.
Tell him I still love him.
Tell him I will see you both again.
My bridge to him may be gone from this earth,
but now you stand with him in eternity.
And until the day we meet again—
thank you.
Thank you for your gentleness.
Thank you for your strength.
Thank you for your love.
Thank you for carrying others while carrying your own pain.
Thank you for being ours.
We will miss you.
Deeply.
Achingly.
Forever.
But we do not grieve without hope.
Because you are not lost.
You are not extinguished.
You are not gone.
You are alive in Christ.
And one day—
we will hear your laugh again.
Rest well, Omosere.
Until we meet again.
To me, Omo was not just a sister-in-law; she was truly a sister. She possessed an incredible gift for making everyone around her feel comfortable, valued, and important. I will deeply miss the joy she brought to our family gatherings and the warmth in her voice whenever she greeted me as "Mr. Morgan." Thanksgiving, in particular, will never feel the same without her presence.
The challenges Omo faced in her final days were incredibly difficult for us all, especially for my brother, Kunle, her loving husband of thirty years. Yet, throughout it all, Omo remained steadfast, facing her battle with an unwavering faith and a grace that was truly humbling to witness.
While her time with us was far too short, the impact she had on our family is immeasurable and will endure forever.
Omo, you will be deeply missed. We love you. Rest in eternal peace with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
With love,
Rudy Morgan (Mr. Morgan)

Right from our university days you made your relationship with God a priority and had a way of speaking truth with firmness and conviction, wrapped in love and a good dose of your signature humor. You were always very welcoming and I fondly remember the times when I visited you and Nne, and Sis Stella. I hoped that we would have an opportunity to have a reunion, along with the sisters in our Connection group from university but God knows best.
You lived your best life, to the glory of God, regardless of circumstances. Your amazing strength and faith speak volumes. I thank God for blessing me with your friendship. I will miss you dearly.


Jenny & Seye Babatunde



You allowed your light to shine so brightly that it illuminated the path for many.
You came, you lived purposefully for the Lord and you left lasting footprints on our hearts.
Through you, I learned that making an impact doesn’t require years of familiarity but that making an impact can happen in a moment.
You showed us that even a second is enough to be a blessing to someone.
Your physical presence will be missed greatly but we know that heaven has gained a beautiful soul.
Keep resting in the Lord until the glorious morning.
I love you

Wow o amazing what you think will happen and what really happens. I truly just thought we had more time, I did not know.
I am so grateful to God for our lives together when we were children - we literally saw each other every weekend and spent the some of holidays in each other homes and our Benin trips together thanks to our parents 🙏🏾 - all those memories I will treasure!!
I can just hear your laugh, your incredible laugh deep from your belly and your quick wit wow o.
All our different talks and prayers;I remember a few times you said won’t it be great if we all lived on the same street so we can see each other all the time as grown-ups? and I would say yeah wouldn’t it be nice, but I guess it wasn’t meant for here. I’ll see you on the other side where there are many mansions there for us 🙏🏾
Love you Omosere 🕊️❤️🙏🏾
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”
Psalms 73:26 NIV



You were truly one of the easiest and most pleasant clients I’ve ever worked with so kind, so warm, and so full of light. From the very first time we met, you spoke to me with such ease and familiarity, as though we had known each other for years. That alone spoke volumes about the beautiful person you were.
Your presence was gentle yet impactful, and you will be greatly missed. Thank you for the warmth you shared so effortlessly.
Rest well, Aunty Omo.
Omo’s attitude towards life and family has shaped me in ways I’m still discovering. The way she loves others, the way she shows up, the way she carries both strength and gentleness so effortlessly - it’s influenced me to be a better father, a more present man, and someone who leads with patience and intention. She doesn’t just speak about values, she lives them, and that kind of example leaves a lasting imprint.
Her ability to see clearly into what I was going through was nothing short of God-given. She had a way of speaking truth with such clarity and love, offering guidance that felt both deeply personal and divinely inspired. Our phone calls were never just chats - they were where I went when I needed clarity, or reassurance.
I’ll miss those calls more than I can fully express. But I’m grateful for every word, every prayer, every moment shared. I’ll carry her voice, her lessons, and her spirit with me always.
Omo’s spirit is so strong that now, I feel her with me in quiet moments - especially during family prayers. That kind of spiritual presence is rare, and it’s something we'll always carry with us.

She was truly a blessing to our family as a whole, always bringing joy and warmth wherever she went. Omo’s laughter was contagious, and her gentle words offered comfort and encouragement to all she encountered. Being around her was a gift that left me feeling uplifted and cherished.
Though her absence leaves a deep ache in my/our hearts, we know her legacy of love and compassion will live on. Omo will be missed greatly, but I take solace in remembering her beautiful and gentle soul and the profound impact she had on our lives. May her grace continue to inspire us as we honor her memory.
Ome, till we meet again, rest in perfect peace cuz!
With much love,
Gigi Alile Jean





Such a bright light! Always pleasant, helpful and joy to be around, I loved working with you!
I just went over our last I'm chat, and it read from me " Thank you soo much for your assistance! you are the BEST " It warmed my heart, not knowing that would be the last words.
Praying for your kind soul to find eternal rest and may your family be comforted
I remember we both started at Freddie around the same time, and I just knew I wanted to be your friend, so I asked you to lunch and you immediately said yes. We never looked back. I was always most motivated to show up at 7am because I knew you’d be there, and we’d have our morning kiki full of craziness, laughter, and love. I was always so impressed with your positivism, your determination to learn and develop yourself, your kindness and patience for all.
And even when I moved, we spoke so often, you messaged me all the time. I don’t know what to do with all the things I had left to share with you. Every day, I find a funny video or something happens that I know would make you smile, and I wish so badly I could call you.
Omosita, thank you for your heart. For your wisdom. For being there for me when you were going through one of life’s biggest battles. Thank you for loving my babies and praying over them always. I will be forever grateful we became such good friends. I will forever miss you and remember you and strive to be a great mother as you were and will always be to your boys.
May God comfort, strengthen, and uphold you all during this painful time. Though a beautiful soul has left this world 😭😭😭, her faith, love, and light will continue to live on in our hearts forever.
Omo approached her work with dedication and a desire for growth, even while facing unimaginable health challenges. Her commitment to excellence was matched only by her sense of humor. She was always the first to solve our weekly Friday jokes, often getting the correct answer when the rest of us were stumped.
Her legacy is one of strength, kindness, and joy—a testament to a life lived with purpose and love. As we remember Omo, we carry forward the lessons she taught us: to be kind, to be strong, and to find joy in every moment.
Rest peacefully
My mom was essentially my rock. While the way I interact with my brothers and father has become layered and complex with time, talking with Mom was always straightforward. She was the kindest person in our nuclear family. It wasn't even close. And I know I'm not the only person who thinks so: In the week following her departure, our house was flooded with visits from old acquaintances and distant relatives, illustrating how many lives she has touched.








Even though I will not see your beautiful smile nor hear your warm voice, until we meet again, I will hold on to the beautiful memories.
Every time spent with you was a time of laughter and fun, a time where I could be myself. I’m grateful for the legacy you shared.
It was a great honor to have met and known you!
Matthew 25:23 ‘Well done, good and faithful servant.’
Love you always 🥰❤️

Beloved sister Omosere, you have lived a dedicated life to God and His service, your dedication to the service of God here on earth will not go unrewarded by God.
Though physically we have missed you but our joy and solace is that you are alive with Christ in the bossom of God in paradise.
You are not dead, you have only put off this corruptible tabernacle for incorruptible, weakness for strength, shame for Glory.
When that which is perfect shall appear in Glory On that glorious morning, we shall see face to face in His presence. ADIEU.
I cherish the memories of those early days—our weekend barbecues and the visits we shared. Over the years, our bond grew as we prayed together over our children and our families. Whether we were attending homeschool conferences or just making plans, you were always such an encourager. Negativity simply wasn't in your nature. I never hung up the phone with you feeling anything but uplifted and encouraged.
Though you were younger than me, you were always the wiser in your counsel. You were never just an 'in-law' to me; you were my sister and my friend. You were an extraordinary example of faith in action. Whenever I shared my concerns, you went directly to Scripture, reminding me not to dwell on what I see, but to trust in God.
You once shared your college nickname with me, and it fit—you truly were bubbly. Your presence lit up every room, and your sense of humor was a gift. You noticed the little things in people and brought them to light, always finding ways to bless others without hesitation or overthinking.
Omo, you are a blessing to me and to our entire family. I say 'are' rather than 'were,' because your impact on us is ongoing. I will miss you terribly.
Your sister-in-love,
Bunmi A. Morgan



Hallelujah Joy we shall meet on that day,
Aunty Omo… Joy, Joy, Joy, Hallelujah Joy,
Hallelujah Joy when we meet on that day!
Nothing could have prepared me for this task of writing a tribute to you, it has finally made me come to terms with reality.
I will miss our song exchanges - I know I’ll always think of you whenever I come across a worship song that I love and I’m thinking of whom to share it with. Thank you for deep words of wisdom, counsel and advice. I still dutifully enter important events in the journals I opened for the boys so I don’t miss their growth moments. Giving my boys the names Osahon and Nosakhare will always be invaluable, it was your best gift to me. They bear the names proudly in your honour. Thank you for extending so much joy, warmth and love to us. We will miss you but we know you have found rest.
Dupe (Oloruntoba) Marc-Dawodu

I remember when I visited you at your home in Virginia, your hospitality was top notch. The effort and time you put in preparing that sumptuous meal
"Lasagna".
Which we all enjoyed.
You were a sweet and selfless being.
May your soul find peace in the blossom of the Lord.
Vera Ntofon
Your warmth, zest for life, strong spiritual conviction perfectly mixed with honest reality showed in everything you did - whether as a project manager, home schooling mother, wonderful wife, fun-loving sister, public speaker or simply, spreading the good news.
You have gone ahead to pave the way for the rest of us, your siblings. For us it was too early, but for God it was the right time.
Your infectious laughter, your well-timed jokes, your ability to light up the room and still lift others up was a pleasure to be a part of.
I will always remember the wonderful person that you are and the memories of you will live in my heart - our hearts, and no one can take that away from us.
Thank you for the precious time you spent with us, and we will be sure to see you again and there will be no goodbyes then.
Lots of love,
From your brother, Emmanuel♥️
Dear Omo,
Thank you so much for welcoming me into your family! You always made me feel included, with your loving energy, beautiful smile, sense of fun, witty humour, infectious laugh and great conversion. I loved your curious and intelligent mind. It was a pleasure getting to know you Omo, during our short visits and text messages. I am forever grateful and will cherish those moments we spent together in my heart.
With all my love,
Sam♥️






Omosere was a light in every room. She made everyone feel seen, loved, and special. She was selfless, always thinking of others and caring deeply for her family and friends.
As first cousins, I was grateful that we lived close to each other here in Virginia. She showed love to my mom - her aunt - (when she was around) - visiting her, taking her out, and sending thoughtful gifts.
She was very special to me. I will never forget how she showed up for me during my sickle cell crises, staying with me in the hospital and supporting me through those difficult moments. I still have the inspirational healing book she gave me. Even in simple ways, like helping me braid my hair when I couldn’t, she showed love in action.
She was present for so many important moments in my life—my kids' naming ceremonies, my husband’s 40th birthday, my own 40th celebration, and many family gatherings. We danced, we laughed, and we created memories I will always hold close.
I remember a conversation we had when I shared that I was experiencing perimenopausal hot flashes, and we laughed. She reminded me that growing older is a blessing. That was Omosere—always choosing joy and gratitude.
Omo was hardworking, and a devoted mother to her three boys. I remember our chats about homeschooling, planning their education, and her dedication to their future.
Omosere created beautiful memories with so many people, and now we hold onto those memories and cherish them.
I pray that she is at peace in the presence of the Lord, and that God gives her husband, her children, family and all of us comfort and strength during this time. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
I thank you for your love big sis Omosere, my sister-cousin, Mrs. Abifarin.
Rest well - in peace — and in the presence of the Lord.






She brought warmth, kindness, and love into her family. She was a proverb 31 wife, and a supportive partner to her husband Kunle Abifarin. She is cherished not just as a super niece-in-law, but as a great virtuous woman of God.
It is stated in Proverb 19:7 that the memory of the righteous is blessed, so is your memory. Your memory in the hearts of those who encountered you - including my family - will remain forever. May God console your nucleus family members and those in your expanded family circle IJN. Continue to rest in perfect peace in Jesus mighty name - Amen! We will always cherish the memory of your impactful life.
Dr.& Mrs. Larinde
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Omo, for being a true friend.
Twenty-four years ago we met — and your love was, and will always remained unconditional.
Your support was massive. From raising kids and homeschooling, to going to conferences together — because as young mothers, we were so confused about how to raise our children and help them become their best selves. From health challenges to relationship issues, you were my counselor. At 2AM, I would call you, going crazy, and you would say, “Francisca, mama, calm down. God will see you through.”
From crazy business ideas to support that blew my mind — going to Ghana, going to places, just showing up. When I look through my pictures, you showed up at every single event. The only times you were absent were when you were simply out of town. Through it all, you showed up — not only for me, but for my family, my extended family, everyone around me, my community.
Omo, thank you.
Thank you for SpeakWell Foundation — for having the heart to teach and to serve. Thank you for SLAMM — for being our biggest supporter, our instructor, our cheerleader.
Omo, even on your hospital bed, when Samuel joked, “Omo, I have a class — will you teach?” — you nodded. That was who you were, to the very end. Always ready to give, always ready to show up.
When I think about who you were as a person, I am overwhelmed — overwhelmed by the depth of your love and the place you will forever hold in my life and in the life of my family.
We will carry you with us. We will need you more than ever now — and we know you will find a way to keep cheering us on.
Thank you, Omo. I love you.




She brought warmth, kindness, and love into her family. She was a proverb 31 wife, and a supportive partner to her husband Kunle Abifarin. She is cherished not just as a super niece-in-law, but as a great virtuous woman of God.
It is stated in Proverb 19:7 that the memory of the righteous is blessed, so is your memory. Your memory in the hearts of those who encountered you - including my family - will remain forever. May God console your nucleus family members and those in your expanded family circle IJN. Continue to rest in perfect peace in Jesus mighty name - Amen! We will always cherish the memory of your impactful life.
Dr.& Mrs. Larinde
Rest well, may God be with you till we meet again.

Omo was my very special baby sister. As the oldest child in our family, (with the self imposed responsibility and authority to discipline), I cannot honestly remember a time when I had to spank her for being naughty. She was simply a good child with a beautiful soul—a quality that remained with her throughout her adulthood.
Omo lived well, and the positive impact she left behind far exceeds her chronological years. She will be dearly missed—our phone calls, our prayer times, her listening ear, her wisdom beyond her years, her deep relationship with the Holy Spirit, and our yearly sister cruises and trips… and so much more.
Who can question God as to why He has called you home at this time? “For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways,” says the Lord (Isaiah 55:9). And in Psalm 31:15, we are reminded that our times are in Your hands. Father God, You know best.
Omo, this is only a temporary separation. By God’s grace, we will meet again around our heavenly Father’s throne. You have run your race well, and surely you have heard the words, “Well done, good and faithful servant; enter into your rest.”
Till we meet again, Omosigbo.
Love you always.



You were truly a beautiful soul. May your gentle soul rest in the bosom of our Lord, Amen!.
A few days before your departure, your dear husband connected me with you on your sickbed in the hospital by video. You made an effort to speak to me with difficulty, but you couldn’t express yourself well.
Seeing your condition, I started packing my bags to come and meet you. I earnestly prayed that I would meet you alive, but little did I realize that you were actually on your way out of this world of sin sooner than I thought. If weeping could have stopped you from going, you would still have been here with us. But the Lord knows what is best for you and has taken you to a better place.
Omo, the short life you lived was an impactful one. Over the years, you refused to allow your physical disability to hold you back from church activities and from many of our family activities, both in and outside the USA. You were strong physically as well as spiritually. You were so loving, generous, sociable, hospitable, friendly, and very intelligent.
You diligently trusted and served the Lord and trained your children to love and serve Him too. Your short life has been very impactful to several people you came in contact with, both within and outside your church.
“You have fought a good fight, you have finished the race, and have kept the faith.”
I love you, but Jesus loves you more.
Rest well in the bosom of Jesus, where there is no sickness nor pain.
Your mother-in-love,
Mrs. Ayodele Abifarin

You lived an impactful and memorable life.
May the Lord comfort your immediate and extended family, friends, the Church of God, and well-wishers in Jesus name, Amen.
The conversation, the jokes we all heard together was your last visit to Boston October 20th 2024 your contagious smile and laughter lit up the room.
Rest easy, dear cousin your life was a blessing, and your memories will continue. to live on in our hearts forever.
You were the very definition of kindness and grace. The way you carried yourself with warmth, humility, and a genuine love for others made everyone around you feel seen and valued. You didn’t just speak about love; you lived it daily in your actions, your words, and your quiet strength.
Your love for God was evident in everything you did. It guided how you treated people, how you faced life, and how you gave of yourself so freely. You were a beautiful example of faith in action steady, sincere, and deeply rooted.
Family meant so much to you, and we felt it. Your presence brought comfort, your smile brought peace, and your spirit brought us closer together. Though you are no longer with us in body, the impact of your life continues to live on in all of us who were blessed to know you.
We will miss you deeply, Omo. But we will also carry you with us—in the lessons you taught, the love you gave, and the faith you embodied.
Rest peacefully dear Omosere🥰


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