He Found What He Thought Was a Final Gift
An elderly man lay dy-ing in his bed.
Lying on his deathbed, he suddenly caught the scent of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs.
With his last bit of strength, he sat up in bed.
He slowly felt his way along the wall towards the door, then laboriously down the stairs, each step a struggle.
Breathing heavily, he finally reached the kitchen.
What he saw there almost made him believe he was already in heaven:
hundreds of his beloved chocolate biscuits lay neatly spread out on the kitchen table.
Was that heaven?
Or a final token of love from his caring wife, so that he could leave happy?
With a final burst of strength, he threw himself to his knees in front of the table.
His hand trembled as it slowly approached a cookie…
Suddenly — smack! — his wife hit his fingers with a wooden spoon.
“Hands off!” she said dryly.
“Those are for the funer@l.”
