Tuesday, November 9, 2010
As I get older I am witness to both the most amazing miracles and tragedies alike. A few weeks ago the surfing world experienced one of the latter as surfing legend Andy Irons died from "Dengue Fever". Andy (for the non-surfers) was a 3 time world champion who was extremely passionate and talented. He could throw huge tantrums when losing or gush in admiration of a fellow competitor. He always seemed to be honest and forthcoming of his thoughts and feelings. My thoughts and prayers are with his family, wife, and unborn child. Although I have never met the man, his death has been hard to stomach for me. I am trying to take what I can from this tragedy which at the moment although it may sound cheesy to some, is this: That I live every day as my last by loving my God, my family, my friends, and even perfect strangers like God intended.