The title of this theme stays in Spanish in every language, because it is a line from the song Mercedes Sosa sang: cambia, todo cambia — it changes, everything changes. This theme asks you to write evidence of that from your daily life.
Write about everything that changed. Something that used to hurt and doesn't hurt anymore — a street you avoided, a song you skipped, a name that used to tighten your chest and today doesn't upset or unsettle you in any way. Write about respect you lost for something once you knew it better — proof that your judgment is alive and moves with the evidence. Someone who misjudged you and whom you came to like anyway — or who came to like you. And anything else where the page catches your life moving: habits, tastes, fears, opinions, people.
Painful change enters this page through one door only: if I hadn't gone through that, this good thing wouldn't have followed. You are not asked to call the pain good. Write the truth, and write honestly here too. You are asked to notice what grew after it, the way you notice what grows after a hard winter, and to give that growth its due in your daily writing and in what you observe of the world.
A closing thought: no path is identical to another. The evidence you collect here is yours alone — your pains that expired, the judgments you revised, your friendships. Nobody else's life path can be a measure of yours, which is exactly why comparison — and the fear of falling into similar stories — loses its value here. Everything changes, and here is where you notice it.