Day 3: Your first love
I hesitated before answering this one. Honestly, I should say, “My ex-husband.” We met when I was 17, were married when I was 20, and divorced when I was 30. He really “should” be my first love.
However, when I met Gregg and fell head-over-heels-forever-and-ever in love – IN LOVE – I knew I’d never known true love before.
So, I started thinking about this question. My first love. And the answer came to me.
Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Farmer Boy.
Seriously. I don’t know if I was in love with reading or pioneer late 19th century, or Almanzo, but it was something. I read that entire series over Christmas break when I was in fourth grade. Then I re-read Farmer Boy and These Happy Golden Years a hundred times. I’m not exaggerating. I read them over and over and over again. I wanted to live in that farm house in upstate New York and have that be my life. I loved the descriptions of the house Almanzo built for Laura.
We read the books out loud as a family during a long trip a few years ago. It was Kaylee’s first introduction to the series. It had probably been ten years since I read them. I was reminded with the turn of every page how much I loved those books, especially Farmer Boy and These Happy Golden Years.
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