Sail Away Share the Love Giveaway Winner - Marthaler Jewelers

We were overwhelmed with the amazing stories you shared with us. It was nearly impossible to narrow down the love stories. And based on the voting, the love stories struck a chord with you too. We are happy to announce Mary and David love story “Sail Away” as the winner for the Share the Love Giveaway! You can read their story below.

Sail Away

Some love stories are like modern day fairy tales. Cinderella meets Prince Charming and they live happily ever after. Others stories are about high school sweet hearts who have known each other since they were five. Their parents knowing it was always meant to be. Well, our love story reads a little differently, but it is magical all the same. This is the story of us. It took us a while to get here, a few marriages came first, but sometimes, the third time’s the charm.

We are Mary and David and we met a bit later in life. We had both been married before, Mary once and myself twice. Life is full of twists and turns and we had been down all those rocky roads. Heartbreak and divorce and all the ugly things that can creep up on you in life. We both found ourselves single in our late forties, both had two mostly grown children and were in that so called “empty nester” phase of life. Despite all the bumps we had endured in the past, we were both willing to give cupid one more shot. Trying to date in your late forties, after years of being off the market, can be comical at best. Who ever thought they would get dating advice from their 20 year old child? Well, we never did, but we found ourselves in just that position.

Our story begins at the bowling alley of all places… I know, not the most romantic of places, but I warned you, our story is a little different than most. We both found ourselves at a church organized “singles night”. The modern day meat market for those who have yet to find that elusive lifelong mate. Expectations were low that evening for both of us, but the outcome was a most welcome surprise. I arrived a little late to Asheville Lanes, but I noticed Mary lacing up her stylish black and red bowling shoes almost immediately. We began chatting as I sat down beside her to don my matching footwear. I have no clue what we talked about during those first few moments, but I will always remember the feelings surrounding that conversation. I knew I had just met someone special.

Unfortunately, being late to the party, I was placed to bowl in the last lane, far away from Mary. At some point that evening, I found myself wandering over to lane two to find her. We started chatting again and when they put the names up for the next game, somehow my name was on lane two, right beside Mary’s. It was a fun night at Asheville Lanes and I knew then, that this might just be, my happily ever after. We began dating after that night of bowling, but it didn’t take long to know that this was “it”.

When you meet someone later in life, you bring with you a great deal more wisdom. Wisdom about yourself and what you need in a partner. It only took a few months to be sure that Mary was that person I had always been looking for and later that year we were married. This December we will celebrate our 15th anniversary. Mary likes to talk about the oxen and yoke. When the oxen and yoke work together, they make a great team. Mary is the best teammate I could have ever hoped for. Our love story may not have Cinderella and Prince Charming, but it has a profound love, shared goals, and lots of laughter. Together we have continued to travel down that road of life together. We have been there for each other through a few more bumpy times; the death of our parents, the loss of a job, and a cancer diagnosis. But when you have the love of your life, your teammate, by your side, you can make it through anything.

Now we are just two old geezers speeding down that road together, sunroof down, gray hair blowing in the breeze, heading into the sunset of retirement. The road we have taken together has been a beautiful one, even magical at times. For me, the third time was truly the charm.