63157 Living in a Hated Place

[Dead Cat]

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Just thought I'd chime in on this one and see if anyone else has any input.

My mom decided before she got married that she wouldn't marry someone who lived in the cold. She married someone from Alaska and has now been there for twenty years (rather than the five she assumed was maximum when my dad meant minimum). She's grown accustomed to the weather and is quite fond of Alaska now. So yes, hate can turn to love if you do it for love. Or something like that.

[bobtheenchantedone]

My mother consented to come to Utah to go to BYU, but swore she wouldn't live here long, and above all wouldn't marry someone from Utah.

My dad grew up in Orem, and I'm living with my parents and going to BYU at the same time, so you can see how well that turned out.

I've thought a lot recently about doing hated things (and not doing loved things) for the sake of someone I loved, and the only solid conclusion I can come to is that it depends. It depends on how much the thing was hated (or loved), how much I loved the person, and why the person I loved was asking me to do this thing I hated (or stop the thing I loved). I can also say that I have done and not done many things in the past year for love.

[TheBlackSheep]

My mom grew up driving through Las Vegas on long drives between southern California and Salt Lake, and she swore for her entire life that she would never, ever live in that hot bed of sin. After law school, my dad got a job in Vegas, and she cried about it but went along. Now they have been living there for mother than a quarter century and they like it pretty well. My dad is in a much bigger rush to get out than my mom.

I'd be willing to go just about anywhere.

[Imogen]

After giving up a six-figure job in Chicago because of how much I hate snow, I can honestly say I will NEVER live north of Dallas, Texas again if I can avoid it.

I HATE SNOW AND COLD AND WINTER AND NO AMOUNT OF LOVE HAS EVER CHANGED THAT!!!