Steve Irwin, a man who made his own path
I have deep admiration for people who do what they love and love what they do.
Steve Irwin, aka Crocodile Hunter, was one of those individuals who created his own path in life. He died today in an unfortunate accident.
I find myself asking why I feel so affected by his death, and I think the reason is that he was so passionate about what he did. He was authentic and genuine, and truly LIVED life to the fullest. And to the day he died, he remained true to himself.
I think ultimately, we all strive to find the Steve Irwins in us, the little kid who refuses to grow up, the person inside who knows that life is more than just sitting in a cubicle, that life is about living and ultimately dying, to the fullest.
His death is a reminder to me that our time here is temporary. It’s a wake up call for me to stay on course, or at least to keep on trying.
