After beating breast cancer in her late forties, Eva Saulitis again faces the shadow, knowing this time the result will not end well.
She searches for answers from European poets and Buddhist scholars, from women in treatment chat rooms, from family, from routine; she looks out into the wilderness, at the salmon dying in the river without the ease of morphine, at stone structures broken from wat.
Saulitis revels in the nostalgia and secret pleasures that come from knowing it\'s all fleeting.
After beating breast cancer in her late forties, Eva Saulitis again faces the shadow, knowing this time the result will not end well