The Prodigal Son Returns

Serenity, change and a short Sierra Nevada interlude

Maybe you can go home again. And maybe you can’t.

I spent a few days back in my old haunts of Northern California this past week, the first time I’d returned in more than a year. It was at once strange and familiar, and I bounced between serenity and anxiety almost constantly. But in the end, I learned some things about myself I would not have had I sta…