Love And Marriage

Love And Marriage


An elderly man lay dying in his bed. In death’s agony, he suddenly

smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies 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 the

kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip


Was it heaven or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted

wife, who wanted to see that he left this world a happy man?

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table,

landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched

lips parted; the wondrous smell of the cookies wafted through his

nostrils, seemingly bringing him back to life.

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


“Stay out of those,” she said, “they’re for the funeral.”