My first wife died of ovarian cancer after 44 wonderful years of marriage. I always held her hand. Sometimes she didn't remember me, but she trusted me to guide her and I loved holding her hand. My second wife went through 35 years of abuse and her 3 kids also. I always hold her hand, it's been 22 years now and she says she feels loved and like a queen, which she deserves. She's starting to forget things and me sometimes, but I love her and will always be by her side and always be her guide and protector. I'm pushing 86 years now. Thank goodness I'm healthy for her. Life and love can be great.