Holidays invariably cause us to think of our great loves, don't they? We'll be lost in the mindless ritual of it all -- cooking the stuffing, sending out cards, buying a gift for someone we barely know -- and then be stopped cold, blinking amid the neon, wondering why any of it matters. Perhaps then you'll think of that one person you were lucky enough to find. If not, you'll probably think of that person who ripped your heart out, stomped on it a few times for good measure, and still causes you to reach for that extra blanket to fend of the relentless holiday chill.
Love stories warm us when we need it the most not because we savor the sentimental or are constantly looking for a good cry. They're comforting because they expose the pathetic vulnerability we all share; we're all total losers in the blinding glare of love's light. What's not reassuring about that?
We've had a lot of great love stories on Open -- a great, searing one just today in fact -- and we'll spotlight a few oldies-but-goodies over the weekend (feel free to suggest your own in the comments, below). But we really hope you'll share your own great love story in the next week (be sure to tag it: love story). We'll do something special next week with the posts.