Hey! I'm Shannon,

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When I was 24 I lost a friend to cancer - her name was Chelsea, she was 23 and she had so much life left to live. When she got her diagnosis, she wrote about not being afraid of dying, but being afraid of what she'll miss out on. If she had another chance at life I know she wouldn't waste a second of it and I wanted to make her proud of how I spend the rest of the time that I'm so lucky to have - so I made this bucket list.

Almost 3 years on and I had only managed to tick a couple things off. I kept making the same excuses as to why; "busy with work", "not enough money", "no one to do it with". I then lost another best mate to cancer. His name was Josh and he was 26. A few weeks before he passed away, he told me to just "live my good life". I knew that meant I needed to stop worrying about the shit that doesn't matter and I needed to start investing in the times and people that spark joy and make a life worth remembering.

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