And The Prize Goes To … Our Favorite Story Of First Love
Last Friday, we asked you to share your story of first love in exchange for a copy of Us: Americans Talk About Love. Well, a ton of you sent in amazing tales of how you knew you were in love for the first time. We laughed, we cried, and then we decided reader Erin’s story was our favorite:
I was 18 years old. It was the second semester of my first year of college, and I had somehow managed to snag my high school mega-crush. I had always had a thing for him, but thought he was way too cool for me, so his interest in me had come as quite the surprise. A few months after we started dating, we were hanging out at my parents house, petting my cat. We ended up sprawled out across my dining room floor, talking and laughing. I said something silly and we started laughing uncontrollably, to the point where we were both crying, and we were trying our hardest to stop but just couldn’t contain ourselves. It was then, in the moment that we were coming down and wiping our eyes, that I realized I was in love with him. Here was this person, so different and separate from me, who I’d always put on a pedestal and tried to be so cool around…and we were curled up under my dinner table with a cat, peeing ourselves laughing about a joke a 6-year-old could make. Somehow, he had morphed from an unattainable entity to a part of me, someone who saw and cherished my truest self.
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