How is death suppoesd to be "happy" I wondered, while traviling on the road. My friend was reflecting over the mysteries of the Rosery while I was pondering how some Saints died smiling and how I might pass.

Fast forward to my Great Aunts funeral, and Father said in his homily, “Death is not the end of her story. It’s the middle. Baptism was the beginning. Death is the middle. And the Resurrection is the end.” This was marinating in my mind, for the remaining day. Then I started reflecting back on what the meaning of a "happy death" was.