New Year: My One Word for 2015 and Why I Can’t Leave 2014 Behind

Such Small Hands

In Korea people don’t stay up until midnight to ring in the New Year. Instead, they get up in the middle of the night and they hike a mountain. They climb through the dark, snowy pre-dawn hours and when they reach the top they stand with their faces to the sky to greet the first sunrise of the New Year.

What a contrast to how we in the West often enter the New Year – stumbling out of bed at noon, tired and quite possibly hungover. For many, January 1st is a day of recovery. We spend New Year’s Eve celebrating the ending of something and the beginning of a new thing. We bombard the internet with reflections on the previous year. Even the less introspective among us take a moment to declare the past year, “the best” or “the hardest” or “the craziest” year of their lives.

I can…

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On to better things

I know you will have a perfectly ‘normal’ year and enjoy every minute of it as you deserve to.


Man, it’s been a year. Not one I’d care to relive, but one that I’m thankful I experienced. I’m so relieved it seems to be wrapping up nicely, from all indications.

I saw my cardiologist recently, after having a follow-up echo to see if my heart functioning had improved at all. I wasn’t too worried, since she had said that I could live a long and normal life regardless of whether or not improvement was shown, but worried enough to want to know. It has normalized. Still not back to where it was, but within in the normal range. And there’s no reason why it won’t continue to improve. So now I can continue to take Tamoxifen, the medication that blocks my estrogen receptors (since my cancer was estrogen-receptor positive, meaning estrogen promoted its growth), have my port removed, and move on with all things unrelated to cancer. That feels…

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