THE SHIFT — LIFE DOESN’T WAIT
Life hit me hard a few years ago.
Cancer walked into the room and didn’t leave. It’s the elephant in the corner, the shadow in the doorway, the thing that tries to take more space than it deserves. I don’t hide it. It’s a battle scar, an open wound, a chapter I never asked for but one I’m still here to tell. It changed me. It changed what I value, how I see time, and why I build the way I do. I don’t save the “good wood” for later. I don’t wait for perfect conditions. I don’t take days for granted. Any day I’m not stuck in a hospital bed is a great day. I’ll take them all as they come. Cancer may have gravity, but it doesn’t get my story. It doesn’t get my craft, my family, my home, my shop, my laughter, or my legacy. I’m still here. I’m still building.
I’m still fighting and I’m still living — one piece at a time.
Taken near Otterburn Mb.
