Change. Whether it’s good or bad or indifferent, you can feel it coming from miles away. It’s like a distant storm whose approaching trajectory is revealed by the appearance of rain clouds and the pungent scent of the earth. You know it’s coming – and before you can blink, or run, or hide – you’re right in the middle of it. Some people call it a “whirlwind,” but I imagine something more powerful than that. To me, it’s like a tornado ripping through your life as multitudes of directions and decisions swirl around you in great velocity, challenging you to stand – and endure – and survive.   And for the past few months, I found myself right in the eye of it all. …