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Our Story
by barbarastull
We met on a nice cold day in January. My brothers Harold and Jr were involved in Special Olympics Cross Country Skiing. I was going for the first time as a chaperone. I went to the athlete/chaperone meeting with my mom and brothers. The boys were in the back of the room sitting on a couch. They were making a bunch of rukus and such. I went back by them and told the boys to knock the **** off or I was going to have to come back here and sit with them. Mark said, " Why don't you come sit with me and make me behave." I laughed at him and walked back to the table where I was sitting and grabbed my notebook.
In the meantime Mark and Harold were talking. He asked Harold who that girl sitting with my mother was. Harold said, " Who, my sister, Barbara?" Mark said, "yes" Harold said, " She's in a relationship right now but the guy is a jerk. She needs to find someone that can make her truly happy. The last guy she was with was really bad for her he used to beat her up and such. I just wish that I could help her find someone to make her happy." Mark asked him if he would have a problem if he asked me out. Harold said, " No, just don't hurt her or I will have to break you."
I came back to the table and sat down. We had the rest of the meeting and everything went off without a hitch.
A week later we left for the State Tournament in Traverse City, MI. The boys went on one chartered bus and the girls on another. I was sitting on the bus talking to one of my athletes, Eve Carley, who happens to be a good friend of mine. My cellphone rings and its Mark. He says that Harold gave him my cellphone number and that he wants to sit with me when we stop at the McDonald's in Clare. I said I'd think about it.
When we got to McDonald's I got my athletes orders and their drinks. Then I went to get me some extra pickles for my sandwich. When I came back to the table Rhea, my athlete, asked for some more to drink. I went up to the coutner and got her some pop. When I came back to the table my pickles were gone. I asked everyone at the table if they took it and everyone said no. Mark walked off to get some more to drink and while he was gone eve told me that he took my pickles. I made the comment what is he trying to get to my heart through my pickles?
The whole four days that we were gone he made sure that we were together anytime he could. When I called my boyfriend and found out about his affair he was there. So that I had a shoulder to cry on.
You can say that we have been together ever since.
On Febuary 25th 2008 we went to diner and as we were coming home he looked at me and said the three words that I wished that I never would hear again. I love you. I looked him in the eyes and said. You are the sweetest man I have ever known. Will you marry me? He didn't exactly know what to say. A few days later he came over to my house and we were sitting in the swing outside and he said, " will you marry me?" I said, "Yes"
