Of all the pain I endure… the pain that comes from the loss of a loved one outweighs that of any physical pain by any stretch of the imagination. This is yet another piece of my heart that has broken off and flown with outstretched wings around my beautiful friend as he makes his way to heaven.
He may have left us before his time, but I know God has a plan and I have to trust this is best for him. I know he had a strong belief in God and was at peace when he left this physical world. It will just take me some time to get used to it.
I have lost so many people in the last few years, I am almost numb to the news … it’s almost like I am in another place. I hear it, but I don’t. I have to process this. I have to go through this grieving process… again. I am no different from anyone else, everyone loses family and friends.
I will take this time to remember my friend… and I appreciate all of you allowing me to share this with you. He was a special person to me. My friend for the last 24 years…
STEVEN ANDREZ MARTIN
Maybe he didn’t like that name, Big Steve.
Everyone knew him by that… he lived his whole life trying to get smaller.
This man could make you smile just by entering a room,
make you laugh from across the building,
could never listen to a song without whistling or singing.
He lived his life on his own terms… “FUCK IT”
about anything he didn’t agree with, I can hear him now.
followed by “oh, excuse me”
with that BIG GRIN on his face and that not so subtle laugh.
Because he knew he shouldn’t be cussing like that…
I miss him already.
This man would give his last dollar to you,
but he’d let you know!
And then he’d laugh… and ask you for a smoke…
He lived life on his own terms.
He paid no attention to his surroundings, and don’t tell him about it
he’ll just get LOUDER on you!
“FUCK these people” he’d say
then I’d remind him about the children.
“Sorry, sorry, sorry….”
and we’d just laugh and laugh and laugh!!
he loved the beach, needed to be by the ocean.
He loved to drive.
San Jose in the morning,
Oaktown in the afternoon,
LA at night.
The man could drive.
The lunches, the parties, the people.
Steve was the man!
How can anyone forget…
The Van, Oh Lord, The death VAN!!
Noodles in Newark, Thai in Newark, Japanese food in Newark
CHIPS Night Club
The fashion shows
Steve’s Music Video at the Brass Rail
He was a great friend.
Steve and I
Lakers 1st Repeat
Venice Beach Vacations
dancing, so much dancing
many, many, many meals
The Slim Down.
We tried every diet together,
Nutrisystems, Jenny Craig, WW, eDiet.
We did the work out thing together,
the gyms, the walks, the rides, the swims.
I will miss him dearly.
His uplifting talks.
Even his cussing.
Rest in Peace.
Chicken and rice, my friend!
I love you!
Thanks for reading! Stay cool….. and please… leave your comments and feel free to share your own memories of Steve or a loved one with me, I’d love to hear about it!