Joyce Cadogan

SUNRISE

January 23, 1936

Barbados, West Indies

SUNSET

July 1, 2010

Toronto, Ontario

Peacefully at Providence Healthcare Centre on July 1, 2010 at the age of 74, a loyal employee for 30 years at Eaton's and 12 years at Pharma Plus. She will be dearly missed. Visitation on Thursday, July 8, 2010 from 2 to 4 and 6 to 8 p.m. at the GIFFEN-MACK 'DANFORTH' FUNERAL HOME & CREMATION CENTRE, 2570 Danforth Ave., (at Main St. subway), 416-698-3121. Service in the chapel on Friday, July 9, 2010 at 11:00 a.m. Condolences may be shared at www.giffenmackdanforth.com

FOOTPRINTS

One night a woman had a dream. In it she was walking along a beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from her life. For each scene she noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to her, and the other to the Lord.

When the final scene of her life flashed before her, she looked back at the footprints in the sand. She noticed many times along the path of her life there was only one set of footprints, and realized that they came at the hardest and saddest times of her life. Bothered about this, she questioned the Lord, saying, "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most burdensome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why. when I needed you the most you would leave me."

The Lord replied, "My dear child, I love you and I would never leave you. During the times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

Afterglow

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one.

I’d like to leave an afterglow

of smiles when life is done.

I’d like to leave an echo

whispering softly down the ways;

Of happy times and laughing times

and bright and sunny days.

I’d like the tears of those who grieve,

to dry before the sun;

Of happy memories that I leave

When life is done.

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little, but not too long,

and not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared.

Miss me, but let me go.

This is a journey that we all must take,

And each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the Master’s Plan.

It’s a step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,

Go to the friends we know,

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.

Miss me, But let me Go!