I moved to Atlanta, GA from NY by choice. My husband has family there and he didn't want to live in NY anymore. This was before we were married, I was still in college. He was willing to stay and wait for me, but he was really miserable and missing his family...so I encouraged him to go. I said if we were meant to be together, then we would be.
I finally convinced him. We were engaged, and after a six month seperation/long distance relationship I decided I would leave school and follow him. Because I am not a huge fan of co-habitation, he flew back up to New York and we had a small church wedding instead of the wedding we were planning. Two days after the wedding he and I drove back to GA. I had only been there once before, about a month before my wedding, so my parents could see were I would be living, and what the city was like. That visit was only for the weekend. :uhoh21:
A year later my husband's job offered him a position in Fort Myers, FL. With my advice he accepted, and three days after he formally accepted we were on the road again, on our way to stange and uncharted territories.
Both experiences were challenging, but wonderful. Once I have my RN we are planning on moving to Arizona. Never even visited there before!
That has been my dream for a while, and I think I would like to buy my home there and establish roots for my kids. This city (unfortunately) has no economic future.