Today, the world mourns the loss of a legend. Ozzy Osbourne, the iconic frontman of Black Sabbath and the beloved “Prince of Darkness,” has passed away at the age of 76. While fans across generations reflect on the music, the madness, and the mythology, one voice rises above them all — Sharon Osbourne’s.
In a tender and emotional interview recorded just months before his death, Sharon shared — not the headlines, not the scandals — but the real reasons she fell in love with Ozzy.
“It wasn’t the fame. It wasn’t the music. It was the way he looked at the world… like it was both broken and beautiful — and he wanted to save it with a song.”
She spoke of a man far gentler than the world ever saw. A man who sent her handwritten notes in the early days of their courtship. Who would dance with her barefoot in hotel rooms after concerts. Who — even in the chaos of addiction, fame, and recovery — never stopped whispering “I love you” when no one else was listening.
“People saw the wild eyes, the biting bats, the screaming stages.
I saw a man who cried when our dog died,
who sang lullabies to our children,
and who — in his own way — never stopped trying to be better.”
Through the heartbreaks and the healing, Sharon stood by his side for more than 40 years. She weathered storms the public couldn’t imagine, and still — through all of it — she says her love only grew.
“He made me laugh every single day.
Even when I wanted to walk away, he’d say something so ridiculous, so purely Ozzy, I couldn’t help but stay.”
Now, as the candles are lit around the world and tributes pour in, fans are remembering not just the legend — but the love story behind him. And in Sharon’s words, that story is still being told:
“Ozzy didn’t die a rockstar.
He died as my husband.
As the father of our children.
As the man who, against all odds, loved me with everything he had.”
Watch the full video of Sharon’s tribute — a love letter to a man who made the world louder, stranger, and more human.
And as she says one final time…
‘I’ll see you on the other side, my love.’