My mother had been dying for weeks. My brother and I were caring for her in her home. We were very sad and pushed ourselves to make certain we gave her the best of care. The day came when she died and we had to call the paramedics to come for her body. They arrived and my brother and I sat down on the porch while they gathered her up. We were both feeling practically numb and hadn't even noticed the storm clouds overhead. Then, just as they wheeled our mother out, there was a huge clap of thunder. My brother and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. It was just the way our mother would have liked to make her exit. Our laughter eased our pain and helped us go on.
C.W., Dayton, Ohio.
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