Long ago as I walked into a gas station with my AFC family there was a tall man standing behind the counter. As he stared at me with my strange group of people I thought to myself who is the giant stringbean and why does he continue to stare? A month later he was working at the same AFC home as me, (like a stalker, eek!) and catching my flying candy as I choked on it (inside joke)! We trained each other on helping those with mental disabilities, and I helped him open up to possibilites of change and acceptance of others. While being the best of friends for years, he always had this flirtatious way about him. He’s saved my life in literal and figurative ways more than once. After several years of his perserverance, I finally gave in and dated him. We’ve known struggle and triumph together. I know he is my strength when I am weak and I his bright sunshine in the morning. And now we are as happier than any fairytale.