When water follows the path of least resistance, it doesn’t mean it’s the right path, or perceived as the correct path.
Eva Kenier’s fairytale childhood in the 60’s and 70’s starts out as a sheltered babbling brook that flows into turbulent rapids, whitewater, and falls. Sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll of the 80’s and 90’s lurk around every corner, but do not get the better of her.
Through fortitude and acuity, she surfaces within a mirrored pool of calm and warmth; no more eggshells to walk on; no more fear she will disappoint, her guard is down. As she peers into her reflection, she must own, love, and value what she sees.
The ride she is on, while under anesthesia, covers living in eight states, attending six colleges, sustaining 192 stitches from injuries, and undergoing five surgeries– including the one she is having at the moment.
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