The final days of Ozzy Osbourne were filled with a haunting, ethereal quality, his wife Sharon revealed in a deeply personal account. Months after his passing at age 76, following a battle with Parkinson’s disease, she shared the strange and poignant dreams that visited him in his last week.
He spoke of walking among strangers, faces he didn’t recognize, a silent procession of unknown individuals. “I just keep walking and walking,” he told Sharon, “and I’m seeing all these different people every night…they’re looking at me, and nobody’s talking.” It was a vision, she believes, of what lay beyond, a quiet acceptance of his approaching end.
The night of his death began with a simple request. Awakened in the early hours, Sharon playfully chided Ozzy for disturbing her sleep, only to be met with a tender plea: “Kiss me.” Then, a more desperate embrace: “Hug me tight.” A few moments later, he quietly went downstairs.
He spent twenty minutes exercising, a final, familiar ritual, before succumbing to a heart attack. Sharon, witnessing the initial attempts to revive him, made the agonizing decision to let him go. “Don’t — just leave him,” she insisted, knowing in her heart that he was already beyond help.
The frantic rush to the hospital, the continued efforts to resuscitate him, all proved futile. “He’s gone. Just leave him,” she repeated, a mother’s instinct, a wife’s love, recognizing the inevitable. The world had lost a music icon, and she, her soulmate.
The family’s initial announcement spoke of a loss beyond words, of a beloved figure surrounded by love in his final moments. But for Sharon, the grief remains raw and consuming. She admits to being “not ok,” still grappling with the emptiness his absence has created.
Even a voice note from a former president, offering condolences, brought her to tears. The message, filled with praise for Ozzy’s unique talent and spirit, served as a stark reminder of the impact he had on so many. It was a small gesture, yet it unlocked a fresh wave of sorrow.
Sharon is left with the quiet ache of “what ifs,” wondering if she had expressed her love enough, held him close enough. The memory of his final request – a kiss, a tight hug – will forever be etched in her heart, a bittersweet reminder of a love that transcended decades and a life lived fully, until the very end.
