Talking for the documentary yesterday was totally exhausting and heart wrenching. It hit hard one more time seeing how great my loss is. You were not only my husband, you were everything else - confidante, cheerleader, advocate, handyman, errand man, comforter, friend... I had always nursed my pain in quiet and in privacy but yesterday I broke down again and again. It dawned on me once more that I am alone and without. If I could turn see you again, I will hold you tight and ask you to never leave me again. Oluwabunmi .... You have left an endless vacuum in my life that nothing and no-one can fill. It is hard being without the heart of my heart. Sleep on my love.