and she grabbed mine w/hers. when her other hand was free i reached out for it too, thinking "this one is for my husband". by the time she let go i wanted to turn around and look for my husband just to make sure he was watching, but all i could do was stand there with my hand over my mouth and cry. once her walk was over i went back to get my husband and thankfully i managed to talk security into letting him through. we stood at the stage together as she sang "has anyone ever written anything" feeling more content than i have ever felt in my 