My great Aunt and Uncle were 18 years apart and when she told her father they were getting married, he said “What are you going to do when he gets older and you have to take care of him?” She said love him and take care of him! As life would have it, he lived to be 98 and she lived to be 82. He never really needed that much taking care of and they only died two years apart!
Wow...that’s beautiful...:)
I doubt I’d survive mine by much, either.