After 9/11, Kristin Henderson's husband ships out with the Marines, a Lutheran military chaplain headed for the war on terror. She's a Quaker pacifist -- he's not. In search of peace, she hits the road with her German shepherd, Rosie, crossing America in an old Corvette.

From the start of Driving by Moonlight, a fast-paced memoir published by Seal Press, Kristin's on a heartbreakingly funny adventure in how to give your life meaning even when you don't like the road you're on. As she explores the back roads of a changed country, she worries about her husband and questions her belief in nonviolence, just as she earlier questioned her belief in Christianity. That crisis of faith nearly ended a marriage already battered by her struggle to have a baby her husband didn't want. Now, years later, she peers back at her determination to pursue infertility treatment despite the expense, the pain, the lonely absurdity, and the surprisingly dangerous drugs, not to mention the toll it took on their souls. As she tries to unlock the secret of why she was so driven to keep trying, she finds herself wondering: Is the primal urge to make war as unstoppable as the urge to make a baby? 

Kristin hopes to arrive at an answer, but with the help of her dog, her car, and the people she meets along the way -- from a gum-chewing palm reader in New Orleans to a burly cook on a snowbound Wyoming mountaintop -- she reaches an unexpected destination within her own heart.