Book excerpt: What began as a 50th Birthday gift turned into a magical journey of self discovery in the city of love and lights. After 27 years of marriage, I found myself divorced on a Thursday and whisked across the Atlantic to Paris the following Tuesday. This impromptu vacation became a search for my soul, my smile, and the strong desire to live in the moment. When children and a husband define your life for so long, how do you regain your own sense of identity? When every room in your home holds memories too painful to bear, where can you go to allow your spirit to heal? Along the banks of the River Seine and in the cobblestone streets, churches and cafes of Montmartre I found a renewed strength inspired by the simplicity of French life. A new chapter of my life began when on a cold February evening Jon Webster a very tall and handsome American living in Paris walked into a wine bar in Montmartre. The sparkle that had been absent from my eyes was about to return and a pilgrimage to reconnect with the simplicity of life became a possibility. Faced with scenarios I had only dreamed of I took a leap of faith that altered my life. I conquered living in the moment and made my way through a city of strangers only to realize we all possessed the same desires; to be loved, appreciated, and in the end, grateful to be alive.