Mmm what can I say?
The year started with hope and promise, an overseas trip planned to the WPATH conference Amsterdam and a visit to see my only surviving blood relative, my sister in the UK.
Work was a mass of reviews and cut backs and trying to balance an impossible budget while the government tried to reduce my staff. My stress was massive. Trying to secure funding for the site and dealing with the failure to do so added to the stress.
Good news about Susan herself buoyed me and my heart was blessed by the generosity being shown.
Then a cold that hung around and a husky voice that just lingered.......until I had my throat checked and the cancer was seen growing in my larynx. My refusal for surgery (total laryngectomy) and thinking through the alternatives.
Dealing with the medical system and finding my records included my dead-name, outing me. Taking on the establishment while feeling like crap but I wasn't going to let anyone else have to deal with such rubbish. Finding I had allies who supported me, even though they had never met a transgender person they opened their hearts to me and my concerns.
Finding I had senior medical consultants who were very uncomfortable around me because that had never met a transgender person; staring into a senior consultant's eyes and locking his gaze and saying very calmly "Put it this way, if you where in my clinic and I was uncomfortable treating a cisgender person like you. How would you feel at this moment?"
Seeing understanding dawn.
Chemotherapy and Radiation therapy slowly and progressively destroying my health. Chanting 'Always look on the bright side of life' as I limped down a corridor in so much pain that my feet could feel the pattern in the floor.
Refusing to cry.
Waking up in the middle of the night lonely and terrified and finding my Global Mods working as usual and they talk to me. Thank you Dena, Mariah, Joanna and of course Virginia, who has always been with me.
Recovering and getting stronger. Learning to eat and swallow with no taste buds or saliva. Finding out none of my clothes fit due to weight loss - yippeee shop for more!
Finding out that my vocal cords are destroyed and one has gone and the other is not all that happy so that I sound like a whispering husky horror movie extra. Finding out that no one cares what I sound like - least of all me

Realising that life is wonderful. Knowing that people love me. Knowing that I love them.
Talking to my surgeon and explaining that for 50 or so years of my life I have wanted to die; now that I have transitioned, I know what happiness is and I want to live.
Seeing understanding slowly dawn in his eyes.
Seeing life in a new way. The dawns are lovelier, the cold is colder, the heat is soothing and the flowers are more colourful.
Reading the despair from new members and not so new members and my wanting to cuddle you and help you. Knowing I cannot but I can try.
What was 2016 to me? Eventful!
I would not have missed it for the world. I learned how to be happy and content.
I learned what life means.
My love to all
Cindy