the right place

I've been thinking about yesterday's post.  

After visiting a couple of times, I had said for years that if I got a job offer in Colorado I'd move by the end of the week.  Whatever didn't fit in the U-haul got left behind.  

A few years ago after I lost a job I had the chance to go anywhere.  No wife & kids.  No obligations.  No responsibilities.  No strings attached.

This time gave me a chance to look at the life I'd made for myself in Battle Creek.  I didn't grow up here.  This city is not "home" for me, but it's become home.  I have made many great friends- and have formed many more deeper relationships since then.

More important than that is my family.  You know, people talk about those dream jobs in exotic locations with extraordinary paychecks.  The ones that you'd take despite being far away because (with all that money) you could fly in and out.  Often.

I've never been offered a job like that but I can tell you I'd turn it down.

An hour and a half West are my fantastic parents.  East 2 hours: my only sister, her husband and a terrific niece and nephew.

No way would I trade the time I get to spend with family for a flashy business card or terrific paycheck.  Living here gives me the opportunity to spend time with the ones I love.  That means more to me than money.

That is what adds to my personal Well-Being Index.

I like where I live. Life is good. I feel like I'm right where I need to be.