A Touching Story of Love and Marriage

[MilDoc]

A very old man lay dying in his bed. In death's doorway, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookie wafting up the stairs.

He gathered his remaining strength and lifted himself from the bed.

Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands.

With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven.

There, spread out upon newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.

Was it heaven ? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man ?

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table. The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly
smacked with a spatula by his wife.

Stay out of those,' she said, 'they're for the funeral.'

[Ed62]

That would be my luck.

Ed

[leehljp]

Just more proof that "you can't have your cookie and eat it too!"

[cabinetman]

Yep, he shoulda known better than to do something like that without asking, or at least ask who's funeral. LOML is very concerned about my health and what I eat, trying to provide the absolute healthiest diet for an extended life of good health.

On my headstone I would like to have engraved words with the context something like this:

"After being denied all food and treats that were his favorite and loved so much, and not good for his health, here lies - cabinetman - R.I.P."
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