In 2010, I was terrified about our first overseas trip. My terror had infected my psyche on so many levels that by the time our plane leaned into the airport in Istanbul, Turkey and I caught my first glimpse of the pink rooftops in the city, my spirit had left my body and it was standing in the aisle screaming. Turkey was the first country I ever saw outside of the U.S. and I imagined our trip would go ...