One year ago, a eucalyptus tree crashed into our house, destroying our master bathroom, our skylight and most of our roof. We were extremely lucky no one was injured. The event shook me to my core, destroying my sense of everyday safety. (Something I still worry about every day.) But looking back, that day perhaps was a trigger that set off a chain of events. I left my job of a decade, I taught a college class I loved, I started doing creative projects with friends and colleagues, I was more present and intentional with my children. I concentrated energy into personal growth and reflection that had long been neglected. The last year has truly been strange and wonderful.