2015 Sucked ... Or Did It?


At the end of the year a lot of people commented about how happy I must have been to see 2015 go. One person said it right proclaiming "2015 sucked." I guess it did suck in the sense that I was diagnosed with stage IV melanoma. That surely sucked and continues to suck. 

However, as I reflect more on 2015 the truth is that the year did not suck in its totality. There was a lot of travel. Vienna, Edinburgh, London, Venice, Paris, New York, Seattle, and the list goes on. I have seen so much of the world, and there is nothing about it that sucks (except jet lag).

We moved home to California and Erick has restarted a career that he really enjoys.

We moved to the beach and I get to walk along the shore every day. All I have to do is cross the street. 

I made new friends. Friends in Switzerland. Friends in Santa Cruz. Even some friends in other parts of the globe who, like me, are battling cancer.

Perhaps most importantly, I came to understand more fully just how big and amazing my circle of friends, family and acquaintances really is, and has been for a long time. I know I have said it many times, but it's true, #TeamSoderlund touches my soul. The outpouring of love and support from you has given me strength to keep going when I needed it the most. It took a crisis like cancer to show me, to help me, feel loved and important in my own small way.  

Last year wasn't perfect. Like most things in life, it cannot be all good. Leaving a job that I loved and a team that I will always cherish. Moving back across the world and losing the amazing proximity to so many places I still want to visit. Losing family and friends to accidents and disease. Getting diagnosed with stage IV melanoma. It almost goes without saying that all of these things rank amongst the low points of the year. 

Maybe it is age, or maturity that comes with being really sick, but I appreciate that I can see 2015 for what it was. A year filled with many incredible, memorable moments that put a smile on my face and also a year filled with many tragic, heart-wrenching moments that bring a tear to my eye. This is life, messy, fun, broken and beautiful.

So here's to a 2016 that hopefully brings less of those sucky moments, maybe even a moment where we learn I am cancer free, but more than anything a year during which I am focused on the things that really matter and pushed to grow into a better person, even when it hurts.