At 6AM this morning I was woken, abruptly, by the phone. It was my dear friend in Australia, Nicole. She wanted to give me the news before I saw it on the telly or the computer.
She said, "Take a moment to wake up" and I said in my groggy state, "ok." She then said, "Have you seen the news yet?" and I answered, "Umm no" then she apologised for it being so early and said "I am so terribly sorry, I knew how much you loved him" and then I knew, without further words, exactly what she was telling me.
Steve Irwin was gone.
Of course, still 1/2 asleep and not wanting it to be REAL, It didn't sink in right away. I wanted it to be a dream. I sat there for a few seconds, waiting to wake up but sadly, I was already awake and Steve really IS gone.
On the news they said he died doing what he loved, filming and teaching about wildlife. As much as I KNOW that's true, it doesn't make his death any more easily accepted for me. I have followed his career and life for almost 15 years now and it's just so sad that he's gone. His was such a dedicated family man. His daughter, Bindi Sue is only 8 years old and his son Bob isn't even 3 yet. I feel for his family and friends as I know this will be a very difficult time in their lives. I will miss his exuberance and passion as will the rest of the world.