In my twenties, I flew to Alaska determined to change the world. I returned home devastated, filled with fear and the kind of heartache it takes years to overcome. Now, sixteen years later, as I hurl through the sky on the wings of heartbreak and despair, I'm desperately trying to hold myself together. Not just because of why I'm flying back, but because I know he'll be waiting. John Jennings - the man who made me realize I could...