ame of my book when one evening, as Den and I were walking down a dark and deserted road in Germany, carrying off our garbage, he had me dressed in a fatigue jacket, army baseball hat, and I had on jeans. He said, "Jenny, walk like a man." I have thought about that many times as I have navigated the roads I have traveled in my life--some good and some very hard.

My book is about the first twenty-six years of my life. It sometimes feels like I lost my life and picked up another one. I have been happy and sad, but I have tried to be content in whatever state I have found myself. I have found happiness and contentment in my God, my husband, my children, and grandchildren. God is so good!