And as Fark put it:
One of the best non-snark comments there:
We can all hope to have someone to love us when we’re old and saggy.
A great aunt of mine had a similar story. She was forbidden from marrying her sweetheart by her parents due to some religious difference. But many years later, after their spouses had passed away (and their parents too), they reunited.
Once they were married, they celebrated every month as an anniversary because they knew their time together was limited and they didn’t have many years.