Last Friday night I watched Walk the Line, and simultaneously over the past week have listened to a new song on repeat, with the lyrics -
"I was June and you were my Johnny Cash,
Never one without the other, we made a pact."

Recognizing that Mr. Cash carried guilt for the untimely death of his brother, went on a 3-year-tour for the Vietnam War, a divorce, and a never-ending drug addiction, in total he obviously experienced a lot of pain, it is incredibly admirable that June and Johnny had a strong enough relationship to move past these things and eventually die within four months of each other. Technically the cause of death was complications from diabetes...

His problems lingered on for the rest of his life. He and June stayed together and worked together for 35 years. I think it's an overarching testament that being there for someone, being patient and being understanding are human qualities that trump all others.