February 1st, 2016 was the day I lost someone very dear to me. My grandfather was by far one of the most amazing people I had the honor and pleasure of knowing. Even more so, I am proud to say that I am related to this man.
Growing up, my grandfather was the life of the house, someone everyone loved talking to and always wanted advice from. In the small part of the world where he lived (Borno/Yobe States), everyone knew who he was and everyone always knew they could rely on him for any reason or counseling as the need for that arose.
Many of us in the family were inspired by him to what love meant , such as the trust, charisma, Kindness and many more good gestures. He always gave us (grandchildren) the best hugs. Granted, he knew how to