Bereft and bewildered, my soul reached to the Divine for help. The Divine answered me with a book called Eat Pray Love. After the dissolution of my romantic dreams, I had taken to my bed like a fictional Victorian woman. And I began to read this book where a wonderful friend named Liz shared her story. As if we were there together with a glass of wine, she comforted and encouraged me. Her emotional experiences echoed mine up until the point she went from wallowing to wandering. I was inspired. That would be my answer: I could wander as well. So I began to plan the Tour de Fifty. In honor of my fiftieth birthday, I would have an adventure of my own. I couldn’t manage a European trip like Liz, but the following summer I would travel across the United States, by myself, in my faithful PT Cruiser, Ruby. I would fix the broken pieces of my soul and decide, as all good bathroom floor club members know, What’s next? I had some trepidation about traveling by myself, but mostly I was excited.
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