Taking the last step with dignity

Our children had a very remarkable adopted grandmother. She was called Jocelyn Boone and was married to none other than Daniel Boone.

She was the most loving, wise and gracious person you could hope to meet.

At age sixty two Jocelyn contracted cancer of the lungs. This grey haired lady, always so poised and beautiful, became ravaged by her sickness.

She declined as the weeks passed and Pauline and I decided we would take her grandchildren to see her for a final visit.

It was necessary that we teach them about death and what better way was there than to let grandma talk with them.

That afternoon we were able to say our tearful farewells.

Jocelyn, always so gracious in life, was a model of dignity and faith as she lay propped  by pillows in her bed.

She spoke quietly and smiled often. Her mind was clear and unclouded by drugs.

And what were her last words to us?

"I'll see you in the morning." That night she passed away, and a victorious passing it was.

You were so right, grandma Boone, we will indeed see you in the morning and a lot of others will be there too.