Immovable

On two points I remain unchanged after nearly 10 years of this.

1) the jets won't bother you, you hardly notice them after you've been here a while.

2)My husband should have married a Utah  girl.

The jets do bother me and have not changed in the slightest on the annoyance scale, maybe nothing has I certainly do not feel at home here, although I should. The people are great! And exactly what I would order if I could think out and plan what sort of people I'd like to surround myself with.

I was taught that it is always a matter of perspective. The way you "see" things is the only thing that makes something wonderful vs terrible.

A list was made of things that are universally seen as aweful, and they were called struggles or trials. Then, we were asked to make a list of things that bring us joy, and the leader of the discussion suggested that we already had, it was just a matter of how we saw things. I want to use children as an example. Do I even need to explain deeper? On the surface one can see all of the struggles raising children brings,  but when asked what made people truly happy, I mean really, really, really happy. And instantly without thinking children and grandchildren were listed. And, honestly, they were the first thing to come to mind for me, too. It is immediately apparent that the things that bring the most joy are things we struggled to accomplish. Like it is written that her days were accomplished. Hah! Sounds like someone has reached her due date. But, amid the trial it can be a source of Happiness, too. We can focus on the end goal or see it as the path or means, but how we actually see an event or situation can make it seem a punishment or reward. Children are a great example. Being pregnant can seem like a struggle or ordeal, or it can seem like a joyous blessing.

Ok, enough about that.