Do you remember the first time you said “I love you” to you sweetheart? I’ve been watching The Office a little bit (okay, I’m flying through seasons in mere days) lately, and yesterday was the PDA episode where Michael and Holly first say “I love you” and then have to shake hands because of the office policy on PDA.
Side note, there comes a season where Jim & Pam becomes The Office for me. And I don’t love the change. Anyone else? Anyone? Am I crazy?
Anyway, I started thinking about the first time Jon and I said “I love you.” I said it first. But to hear the story, you first have to back up a few months to a different story.
We had been dating six weeks or so and went on our first vacation together… a road trip west. On the way home, we stopped at his cousin’s house in Omaha for the night, and Jon proceeded to get nice and drunk off the martinis his cousin made him at his restaurant. As I was driving him back from the restaurant, he said something, who knows what, and I responded “You’re right.” He told me I had better watch out, because if I said that too many times, he might just say three other words to me.
Fast forward a few months, and we were at his parents house watching a movie like young, dating kids do. We were joking around about one thing or another and J started laughing his amazing, authentic, signature laugh. I looked at him and decided I was sick of waiting for him to say it first (I had been waiting for a few weeks at least) and said “You are right.”
He was super confused and made me repeat it a few times before giving up on the meaning behind it. Well, needless to say I was a little mortified that I had gone that far as to hint to the L word, but not actually say it, so I hid shamefully upstairs. Eventually, he came up and we were watching our movie, and I had enough. I leaned in for a kiss, told him I loved him, and clenched my teeth waiting for a response. He kissed me. And then he told me he loved me too.
We say it all the time now. Sometimes it’s a quick “Love you” because we’re saying goodbye and sometimes it’s the kind of “I love you” that has to be said while looking each other straight in the eye and ignoring everything else. But it’s funny to think back at how nervous I was that first time.
Who said it first? I’d love to hear your “I love you” stories. Let’s get a little mushy.
PS I love you, J.