I was done.
I was so done.
At 49 years old, already a mother and grandmother, I screamed into the universe.
And It responded.
"Trust the path."
And so I left.
Spurred on by a will to find life again, the confidence of my daughter, and the help of 98 strangers, I took off on foot from New York City to Miami. Between a harrowing near-miss on the highway, living in chronic dehydration, and run-ins with drug dealers, I also encountered...