Steve continues to surprise me. He is walking with a walker and practices 5 or 6 times a day pushing himself. He inspires me and makes me think about my views of life. I also can't help compare to those who disregard life as not fair and thinking they have more due to them. While some live on the edge, daring society to catch them, my husband struggles with each step, his oxygen tube in place.
Maybe there was a time Steve lived on the edge. Maybe things caught up with him, like smoking too long. But he worked hard for what he has and was fair and honest about how he got it. And when it comes to tenasicty, drive and ambition, he takes the cake. And I love cake.