Don’t be shocked to find upon arriving at mid-life, that you still don’t have a clue about “letting go.” Here’s your fair warning people! Preservation, with a clenched grip, has its grip on me. Change. Loss. Leaving. Starting over. Moving on. These earthquakes come like ocean waves, some crashing hard, toppling over my stability. Life, I’ve learned, is a cycle of receiving and releasing. Yet to open our hands seems as counter-intuitive as driving with our eyes closed. How doe