My daughter was living in Japan but was concerned that traveling in a country where I don't speak the language would be too daunting and that she would worry. My friend Jane and I never fulfilled our travel plans when we were younger—kids, marriage, divorce, remarriage, widowhood—well, life happens. I asked her to join me and make our dreams come true. We'd have each other to speak English and cry together if we got lost. With no points of familiar reference, we were empowered, finding our way around, exploring the gardens and temples. I only had my inner self to depend on, an experience without preconceived ideas of how I should feel: peaceful and enlightening. We cried, we laughed—we lived our dream. It's never too late.