How Memorial Jewelry Helped Me Heal: A Personal Story

Grief has no timeline. No rules. It doesn't care if you're prepared, if it was "expected," or if they were "just a pet." 

When someone you love leaves this earth, they take a part of you with them.

That's how I felt when I lost my mother-in-law. The woman who raised my husband, who shared a love of cooking and if you mentioned something as small as “loving Vanilla Coke” she would have a case of it for you next time you came over.

After her passing, I kept her old recipe books, her handwritten grocery notes, even her dress from our wedding. I didn't know what l'd do with it. I just couldn't let it go.

A few months later, I crafted my first piece of memorial jewelry, a necklace with her ashes, my breastmilk and her granddaughters hair on top, so even though in heave, she got a chance to hold her grandbaby. No one else would ever know what it was. But I did.

And just like that, I found my peace. Not because it erased the grief, but because I finally had something tangible to hold onto.

I make these keepsakes because it gives us a little of them back into our daily lives. Grief sucks. But somehow when it creeps in, I can hold onto my little pendant with her ashes, take a breathe and it gives me comfort and I know she’s always with me.

Sometimes we aren’t ready to do anything with the ashes. Maybe never at all. But if and when you do, they are cared for with the most respect and gentle handling. A small amount is used, nothing is thrown in the trash and any remainder is sent back.

Cremation ashes whether human or pet is a very sensitive subject and I am here to give peace of mind, my door (or email) is always open.

Giving your memories a second life

Brittany xoxo