We picked up little Siodhachan’s ashes yesterday afternoon. We got 3 silver etched heart necklaces which hold some of Siodhachan’s ashes, 1 for each of us and 1 to display. The rest of his ashes went into a beautiful little black and gold brass urn.
As strange as it might sound, this was the most comforting part of all for me. Getting to bring our son home. Though it is not in the way we had hoped, but the only way we could. It is nice to have him here with us physically, in some form at least, as well as mentally and spiritually.
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