The journey is the reward, even though, the actual target can no longer be seen. In the past years, I often lost my way. This path of life began by following my dreams. A path, full of stones, still blocking my way. At the beginning there was so much love, a love we felt was worth fighting for. A love, full of hope and desire, between an Austrian woman (myself) and a strong, unique Puerto Rican soldier. The challenging path of life we walked together, whilst living with the US army and trying to establish a home between our different worlds and cultures, lead us to many joyful and sad hours.