When was the last time you chose fun over trouble? When you walked away from something you couldn’t change now and found something to enjoy?

Teen youth workers set up 29 chairs and drums in a wide circle on the grass. It’s 95 degrees outside the community center, but there is a breeze and two crab apple trees to shade us. Soon tween-agers arrive and sit in the chairs, waiting for the signal to begin.

Just over a month ago, I dreamed of a journey. On a dark, moonless night, I crept carefully along a narrow path. To my right, there was a sheer drop-off.