Sometimes when I see couples holding hands, I wonder what their stories are. I wonder about how they met and how they finally decided to be together. I wonder about the challenges they had to overcome to be where they are today and if they had found the joy in the midst of the fights. I wonder if their love was ever tested by time or distance or even rejection from the people they love most and if that made their love stronger. I wonder what beautiful story lies behind their gentle touch and the strong grasp of their hands.