While eating in a McDonald’s a couple of days ago on my way to my sister and brother-in-law’s, I spotted an old couple walking toward their car.

Both the husband and the wife looked to be at least 70, and the effects of age were evident in both, but especially the wife.

I watched as the husband walked over to the passenger side of the car and opened the door, then waited as the wife made her way in and got settled. Because of her condition, it took her a while to do so, but he was patient, expression never changing. Once she was in, he shut the door and tottered over to his side and got in.

A big smile spread over my face as they pulled out, as I thought to myself, That’s how I want to be in 50 years.