“In the aviation world, we meticulously assess every variable before taking flight. Yet sometimes, despite every calculation, you’re blindsided—thrust into chaos. That’s exactly what happened to me: my crew, my family, caught off guard. I have cancer. Suddenly, my internal compass disappeared, and the storm wasn’t outside the cockpit—it was inside me. Life, like flight, sometimes throws you into clouds you can’t see through. The only way to navigate is by trusting the instruments you’ve been given: your loved ones, your support systems, and the guidance of those who know the terrain. This is pure, unfiltered survival instinct, and for the first time, I realize that asking for help isn’t a failure—it’s the only way forward.”