Introduction
I had finally cornered Jana. I’d married off her brother, found a happy-ever-after story for her best friend, and she was fast running out of excuses as to why she wasn’t next up at bat.
A woman who is convinced she’s no longer feminine. So many women I’ve met feel this way. Perhaps due to image issues or abuse or… Well, a topic for some other time. But one woman particularly stuck in my mind as I was considering Jana.
Now the two have nothing in common…except for how they viewed themselves and they were both blonde (though I didn’t recall the latter until writing this sentence).
I met her in a remote corner of the Australian Outback. I was riding my bicycle around the world after burning out of corporate America. She was seeing a little of Australia after leaving her Aust
