Dec 07, 2009 14:00
It snowed in Sacramento last night. We didn't get any here in West Sac, but there was apparently quite a bit in the eastern parts of the city and in the outlying foothill areas. This only happens every several years so I'm sorry to have missed it. All that's left now is a cold bite in the air that reminds me of Germany. I'll need to get my winter things out of the storage unit soon.
On a completely unrelated note, I recently read a post in one of the forums I frequent that said, "I...have a serious problem with anyone who would let their feelings change for their spouse based on their weight alone. (I say let because I believe continued love is a choice in a marriage.)" That concept was startlingly alien to me. I suppose by love the poster could have meant loyalty and faithfulness, which I can see as a choice, but given the rest of the post I don't think so.
Love or the lack thereof, romantic or otherwise, has always seemed to me to be one of those things that one has no say in whatsoever. Certainly that's how it's always been for me, sometimes to my dismay. I'd never considered that it might not be that way for everyone.
Is love a choice for any of you? I'm curious now.
nostalgia,
self-examination