A Woman and a Fork

There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live.
So as she was getting her things 'in order,' she contacted her guardian and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in. Everything was in order and the guardian was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.

'There's one more thing,' she said excitedly. 'What's that?' asked the guardian.
'This is very important,' the young woman continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my hand.'
The guardian stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say. That surprises you, doesn’t it?? the young woman asked….. 'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the guardian.

The young woman explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!'

So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?' Then I want you to tell them: 'Keep your fork, the best is yet to come.'
The guardian's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her hand. Over and over, the guardian heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.

During his message, the guardian told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.
Great friends are a very rare jewel, indeed, they make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share
a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.