It’s official: I’m a Michigander again. Florida was nice while it lasted. I spent a little over four years in the other peninsula state; about twice as long as planned. I enjoyed the sun, the warmth and, especially, the fresh grouper. Still, settling back home feels good.

I know plenty of people who have left Michigan for personal or professional reasons. For me, it was the latter. When I left in Jan. 2003, jobs here seemed hard to come by for a young professional with my skills. I don’t know yet if it’s gotten any better. Between its weather and its economy, Michigan has a kind of Darwinian quality. Unlike four years ago, I have a stronger attitude (and more sources from which to gather strength), and I remain optimistic.

Many of those I know who left, like me, came back. Some might describe Michigan in terms of its gravity, like a black hole. It either keeps you here or pulls you back eventually. There’s some truth there. The key, I now believe, lies in learning to surf that gravitational wave.

I believe I’ve already thanked face-to-face everyone who made my move easier (or even possible). I also think I thanked all those who made Florida so welcoming during my stay. If I missed anyone in either category, I apologize. Thank you.