We will never look at things the same. Whether we look at the world more optimistically or more pessimistically, it is still a different view whose base came from the one place we hold near- home . Not only are the people and views we have different, but so are the memories. As we grow older things hurt less and less. Although the pain is still there, the pain of losing a loved one dies off and dwindles.
Pain dies in another way, too.
Bad experiences do not seem quite so bad as we see more incidents that are worse than our own. Conway saw the tragedy of drought. At the time, it was an unsurpassable obstacle for Conway that remains a rough time in her memory, yet it does not seem as bad now as it did then. We all grow up and our memories change. I think some memories will stick with me more than others, and those include the memories of the best place on earth- home.