Winter Sun was planted in darkness and came to fruition in morning light. There is sadness in the story, but it is a memoir of love. As a memoir it is not overly concerned with medical facts or historical data; rather, it is a telling of the author's personal experience and perceptions as his companion and fiancee is suddenly diagnosed and treated for stage four Glioblastoma Multiforme (GMD), more commonly known as a brain tumor. And, too, this is a memoir of hospice. As the author writes in the preface, "Though I am tempted to use a euphemism for death, I will instead say that hospice is about life. Because of hospice, Janice was able to symbolically clasp my hand and take me with her as she slipped beyond the physical surface. She took me with her to the source, and then she gently let go." Some of the writing is journalistic in the form of email updates sent to friends and family as the disease progressed. The bulk of the text was composed during and after a period of healing. All of it is from the heart."