Omowunmi Aloba, the wife of the late singer, Mohbad is still grieving his loss as she penned a heartbreaking note to him.
In a lengthy post on her Instagram story, she described the nights as colder without him, as she revealed that the pain in her heart cuts deeper by the day than she ever thought possible.
Calling him the cherished husband of her youth and father of their child, she stated that it feels surreal and reality hasn’t fully sunken in for her since he departed.
She added that she is assured he hears her whenever she pours out her heart to him in the middle of the night.
“My nigga, Ileriouluwa, the cherished husband of my youth, the loving father of our child. It still feels surreal, as if reality hasn’t fully sunk in since you departed from this world. Is it true that you’re not coming back? Is this truly the end for us and for our son Liam? All our dreams, our plans, and promises shattered in an instant. I can’t accept never again experiencing the joy of our playful banter, our inside jokes, our silly dance moves, and much more.
I believe you hear me when I pour out my heart to you in the quiet of the night as I sense the presence in the subtle signs around me. When I see Liam giggling with the same joy he felt when you threw him playfully into the air. I can’t help but feel that’s your spirit at play. I long for the moments when you’d try to make amends with sweet gestures after a disagreement or when you’d affectionately call me by my pet names just to see me smile even after I tried to act like a when guy! You sure had your way with me my sweet and surest guy!
The nights seem colder now, and the pain in my heart cuts deeper by the day than I ever thought possible. The pain sometimes feels unbearable, yet when I glance at my phone’s screensaver and see your infectious smiles, warmth fills me, even if only temporarily.
I still cry every day, and my entire being mourns for you, my heart, soul, and body yearns for you Okomi.
The weight of your loss has crushed me and I struggle to envision a path toward healing. Tonight, as with every night, I’m overwhelmed by my grief. But I find solace in sharing this pain with the world. It’s a burden too heavy for me to beat alone.
Moh don’t sleep oo. It’s not yet time to stop. I missssssssss you”.
