I just finished reading this blog post and it made me think of these two:
These are my great grandparents. When my great grandfather passed away last month he had been married to my sweet great grandmother for 72 years. Coming from a girl that can't seem to manage a functional relationship for more than a few months, 72 years seems like an eternity.
I noticed that the thing that made me the most sad during my time with my great grandmother before and after the funeral was the grand feeling of emptiness that occurs when you have spent so many years of your life with the same person. It was such a mixed feeling because on one hand I was so happy that she was able to spend so much time with the one she loved and on the other that was the source of her sadness. After I got back from the funeral I was talking to one of my good friends about the relationship between my great grandparents, I mentioned that they had a nurse with them during the day but at night my great grandpa took care of my great grandma. When I finished talking, my friend said "that's true love" and he couldn't have been more right.