30/11/2025
He didn’t tell me he was dying. He told me he’d be fine. Now, his words leave me with so much wisdom.
See, these past few weeks have been stressful for me. It’s hard running a business that has ebbs and flows. Last night, as I was up til 4:30 am on a holiday weekend, trying to resolve challenges I don’t even understand, I was taken back to a conversation I had with my friend Sean (seen above). I last saw him in person days before I officially started The Unsealed. He was a huge early supporter, always reminding me that what I was building mattered, that I was helping people, including him.
One day, frustrated beyond belief, kind of like I am this weekend, I told him I felt like I was hitting a wall with my company. He told me to be thankful I was here to hit that wall.
What I did know was that at that time, Sean was battling cancer. What I did NOT know was that he was told it was terminal. He was told there was no hope, no cure, no chance for survival. And about two years later, at 40 years old, Sean passed away.
When I have nights or weeks or even months like these, where I want to scream, cry, and crumble, I think of Sean and what he said to me. And I am reminded that no matter what happens, if I get to try again tomorrow, I am truly blessed.
I wrote a letter to Sean when he passed. If you would like to read it, comment “letter” below and I will dm it to you.
