Dear Annie: I have been dating an amazing woman for about six months. She is smart, kind, funny and beautiful, and I honestly think she could be “the one.” We get along great -- except for one small thing that has started to feel like a big one. She absolutely hates the snow.

I, on the other hand, live for it. I am a lifelong skier and still compete in local races on the weekends. Winter is my favorite time of year. I grew up in the mountains, and the smell of cold air and the crunch of fresh snow under my boots make me feel alive.

She grew up in Florida, and to her, snow is something to look at from inside a cozy cabin, not something to barrel down a mountain in. When I talk about race days, powder conditions or waxing skis, her eyes glaze over. I tried taking her to a ski weekend once,

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