This is a true story which reaffirms the most sobering part of the wedding vows: "In sickness and in health…'til death do us part." It chronicles, in the words of the author and Penny herself, the discovery of her Stage 3, or possibly even Stage 4 cancer, her reaction to and ultimate rejection of the formal methods of treatment, her search for alternative medicine, and the final acceptance of her pending death. It is a story of the supportive love of a husband, who even though he perhaps didn't agree with her choices, nevertheless gave her the freedom to make the choices. It is a story that documents a hopeful, but eventually futile, trip from Montana to New York City, to chase the possibility of a cure; painful in that trading the clear bracing air of Big Sky Country for the exhaust fumes of NYC became more than either of them could bear. There came a point, when the inevitability of death became apparent, so they returned to familiar surroundings to spend what time was left in the peace and calm of their little farmstead. This couple had a good life – not a lot of money, but enough to add to the basic creature comforts. They were able to travel, take time for a hike in the woods, or enjoy just sitting on their broad porch with a glass of wine as the sun dipped below the mountains. As the inexorable end approached, it would have been easy to rail at the unfairness of it all, but this couple handled it with love, grace, and humility. Anyone facing a similar tragedy in their own life would find this book uplifting, helpful and a testimonial to the power of committed love.