No Return Ticket

No Return Ticket is not a story of a “vacation.” It is not a narrative of beaches and pools and drinks with paper umbrellas. It is a chronicle of love, of indescribable joy, wet-my-pants laughter, and unspeakable tragedy.

This is my account of leaving behind my comfortable life and—along with my husband and daughter—experiencing the world. It’s about living life on the road, trying to keep my perspective, my sanity, and my husband from falling off the many twin beds we shared. From lazy days in hammocks to getting swept into civil unrest and wiping tear gas from our eyes, adventure found us at every turn.

Mine was a journey of discovering that a heart can never be so full there is no room to love one more, or so tough it can’t be broken.