It was fine: I'm glad that Ms. Hartwell is able to incorporate so many positives into living with chronic illness. There's nothing revolutionary here, which is probably why it didn't score higher - at this point, I feel like I've read it all 5x over. Stages of grieving your loss; feel your feelings instead of burying them; try to look on the bright side instead of living in the gloom. I guess it's just not the way I'm built, to find the bright side before the gloom (which isn't to say I wander around under a dark cloud all the time, but I'm a sarcastic kind of gal, and my version of happy is much less cheery than this author's seems to be). I'm all for everybody living the best life they can - chronic illness or no chronic illness - but I just didn't feel like there was anything here I hadn't already tried or all that surprising. Everybody's coming from their own place, I guess, and as much as I try to be a Tigger (an analogy from another "good, but I don't think this fits me" book), my Eeyore-ness just shines through. I'm ok with that. It works for me.