I was thinking that Ada Ameh would have the opportunity to win and use her story to encourage others.
All that pain and suffering can’t possibly be for nothing.
I watched the interview where she said she had buried her father, six siblings and then her only child.
A child she had at 14.
Her cheerleader and best friend she called her.
And then I saw her interview with Chude.
She said it was the first time she would be talking about her daughter’s death without alcohol in her system.
She tried so hard to be strong in that interview.
She kept shaking her legs and pushing her head backwards to stop the tears from flowing.
The harder she tried, the more it failed.
The tears flowed on and on.
A few weeks ago, she posted the most vulnerable video on Instagram.
She was being sued for not showing up at a movie location.
I can imagine the shame she felt.
She explained that she was struggling mentally and in a very bad place emotionally.
She ended that video by saying she didn’t know what to do but she trusted that things would be alright.
This morning, we woke up to the news that she slumped and died.
I won’t lie, it triggered some serious emotion.
I mean, are we not always encouraged with the phrase “there’s light at the end of the tunnel?”
Did Ada ever see this light?
It seems the more she held on, life kept hitting her so hard.
And then I thought of her friend Empress.
She was that friend that stuck closer than blood.
I can imagine how many times she swore to Ada that everything would be alright.
She held Ada so tight, soothing and loving her through her pain.
And then one day, Ada went to Warri and BOOM, she’s gone.
Just like that!
I can’t imagine what is going on in Empress’ mind right now.
What is the lesson to learn in this?
I’ve been trying to find it.
But while at it, Rest Ada.
I’m sure you’re having series of meetings with God and all the angels.
They owe you some serious explanation of what this shitty cycle was all about.
They owe you a truckload of beer and a deal that the next time will be a sharp contrast from this one.
Rest easy, Ada.