When I started blogging 8 years ago, I was a different man in a different place. I was 42; my oldest was in middle school, my youngest not even in kindergarten; I was about 30 pounds heavier; I was married and virtually incapacitated by panic attacks (these last two are not unrelated). I was teaching growth track classes at a megachurch and active in their small group ministry. That was Dan version one point five or six. Now, I’m 50; Zack will soon begin his senior year at Auburn (I have an adult child!), Anna is in middle school, and Isaac is in high school; I’m smaller, healthier, grayer; I’m divorced and living an active, happy life (these last two are not unrelated). I’ve gone from megachurch to church plant, where I led the small group ministry, to St. Thomas, where I was confirmed as an Episcopalian in the fall of 2012. Additionally, I’m living on my own for the first time in my life. This change alone is exhilarating and more than a little frightening–complete freedom and complete responsibility. I love it.