Things change...and stay the same...

When I was 18, I left my home in Minnesota to go to college on the East Coast. I was woefully underprepared for the adventure I was undertaking and I knew it. Even with the hubris of youth on my side, I was daunted by the enormity of leaving everyone and everything I knew behind. The first day on campus, I took a walk through a grove of old-growth trees and cried with fear. At that moment I…