A Tribute to My Beloved Better Half Hassana Mohammed Yakubu (Hassylove)
February 27 October 9, 2023
Two Years Gone, Forever in My Heart
“Every soul shall taste death…” Kullu nafsin dha’iqatul mawt (Qur’an 3:185)
By Husseina Yakubu
October 09 , 2025
It feels almost unreal that it has been two years since you were laid to rest on October 9, 2023.
Writing this tribute is still one of the hardest things I have to do, because with every word, the pain of your absence becomes more real. You were not just my twin sister you were my better half, my anchor, my strength, and my closest companion.
Fondly called “Hassylove” by your friends, colleagues, and classmates, you were “Momy” at home named after our beloved paternal grandmother. And just like her, you were wise, kind, strong, and deeply rooted in faith.
Though you are gone from this world, your memory remains vivid. Every day, I carry you in my heart. The weight of your absence has not grown lighter it has become a part of me.
I have learned to keep moving, to sit with the loneliness, and to accept that this is Allah’s will. But acceptance does not mean understanding.
A Life Lived Together
We were born on the same day February 27 and from that moment, we shared almost everything: childhood, schooling, adulthood, dreams, work, and laughter.
You knew me in ways no one else ever could. Just one look, and you could read my mind. We were more than sisters we were soul twins, true companions.
Even during your long and painful battle with cancer for eight solid years , you never gave up. You kept working from your sickbed, reporting, writing, hoping. You believed you would overcome it.
But in the end, it was Allah’s will that prevailed. And His will is always best.
Life Without You
You used to call me reckless with money and you were right. But I always had you to balance me. You gave me your ATM number, your bank app password, and your trust.
You were my safety net. Now that you’re gone, there’s no one to fall back on. No one to scold me lovingly. No one to bring me back to sense.
You were the patient one. The quiet one. The one who cleaned first on weekends while I slept in. You tolerated all my eccentricities without complaint. You carried us both in ways I only now fully understand.
Still Moving, Still Remembering
Since your passing, I’ve had to learn to be alone truly alone. My loneliness has only deepened. I pretend to be okay. I keep moving. But nothing is the same.
And yet, I made you a promise: to carry your light forward.
That is why I founded Hassy’s Haven Foundation in your name and memory. Through this small effort, we’ve reached out to cancer patients at:
Ahmadu Bello University Teaching Hospital (ABUTH)
Shika ,Barrau Dikko Teaching Hospital ,We offer them hope and support just as you offered so many people strength while you lived.
The foundation has not grown as I hoped. But as long as I live, I will keep doing my best. Because that is what you would do. And through it, I still feel close to you.
Final Prayers and Hope
The heaviness of the day you left me has never lifted. But I carry on for you, for our late Baba, and for our aged mother.
May Allah continue to expand your grave, my dearest Hassylove, and that of our father.
May He grant you both Jannatul Firdaus the highest place in Paradise.
You are gone, but you live on in me, in our work, and in everyone who loved you.
One day, we will be reunited. Until then, I will keep your memory alive.
Forever Missed. Forever Loved.
Inna Lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un.