Daniel "Uncle Dan" Osagie Egharevba

Dear Dad, There are so many questions I wish I had asked and so much I never thought to raise. Parts of you felt distant and unknown, and now that you’re gone, I long for more time to understand your silence, your stories, and your reasons. We shared moments of connection, and for those, I am deeply grateful. I fondly remember when I was a child, and you would return home at night with delicious suya treats, and I would eagerly anticipate your arrival. You also cared deeply about my schoolwork in elementary school, praising my good grades and ensuring I dedicated time to studying. Most of my fondest memories of you were created in those early years. The most bonding times happened when you were solely responsible for us, children, while your wife (our stepmother) attended classes at the University of Lagos. I truly enjoyed your cooking. Best chef ever! Dad, you only spanked me once in my life (a very well-deserved spanking, LOL). You always told me I was beautiful, and you would never let me say any part of my body was imperfect, because, according to you, I look just like you. LOL. Though I carry the ache of what could have been in my later years, I am thankful for what was and for the positive memories you created for me as a child. As an adult with children and a deeper understanding of human nature, I realize life is undeniably complex. I firmly believe you did your best to reconnect and establish a relationship with me in the best way you knew how. I am thankful. In unexpected moments, I feel your presence. I will keep asking the questions and continue to learn from the pieces you left behind. You mattered, even in silence. I honour you and will remember you with hope, wonder, and love. Rest in Peace. :) Nosa