They had just moved into the new home. She wasn’t sure about leaving the city. She loved the constant hum of car engines mixing with intermittent yells and honking. It was not the cacophonous sound to her that it was to her husband. But he’d endured the high rises and taxis for the first five years. Now it was her turn to sacrifice. She didn’t know how she would work in such silence and stillness. But since she’d arrived, she wondered instead how she would work when the view outside her front window was a beautiful portrait of nature, with colors just right and so vibrant. It hardly felt like a sacrifice anymore.