Miracles Can Happen

I never thought I would be writing these words.

The cancer is gone.

After everything—the diagnosis, the operations, the treatment, the fear and the uncertainty—I have finally been given something I wasn't sure I would ever hear:

There is no evidence of cancer.

For four years, cancer became part of my life. It changed how I looked at everything. It made every scan, every appointment and every day carry a different weight.

But somehow, through all of it, I kept going.

I kept teaching.I kept writing.I kept making music.

And somewhere along the way, I created four albums—not because I knew how my story would end, but because I needed to leave something behind that said:

I was here. I survived. I kept believing.

Now I want to tell the next chapter.

The cancer may be gone, but the journey isn't over. I still have to rebuild my life, find stability and somehow navigate the consequences of Brexit, homelessness and years of uncertainty.

But today, I'm looking at things differently.

Because sometimes, when you have almost run out of hope…

miracles can happen.