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wtf little sister?
Feb. 25th, 2010 02:43 pmSo when our dog passed away we got her cremated.
She came back to us in this pretty little wooden box with her name engraved on a plate on it with a 'memory candle' and a poem about the rainbow bridge.
Having read the poem before with Elton, I have no intentions of undoing that little scroll and bawling all over again :/
I made the comment to my mom that Brandy wouldn't be coming to my house ever because the idea of someone being in a jar / box / container and just sitting on my mantle or some cubby hole just really really creeped me out. My sister took offense to that and started screaming (which at 12, that's her favorite thing in the world to do aside from cry now a days ugh.) at me about how there was nothing wrong with that and what was wrong with me for saying it and just...stupid shit.
My folks both want to be cremated, and I've already explained I will not touch them to scatter their ashes and they won't be staying with me and they understand that....it just really, really makes my skin crawl thinking about it.
It's sort of an insensitive out look I realize, but when I look at that box I don't see ashes, I see her somehow curled up in it - it's not ashes, it's her to me and it just creeps me out!
She came back to us in this pretty little wooden box with her name engraved on a plate on it with a 'memory candle' and a poem about the rainbow bridge.
Having read the poem before with Elton, I have no intentions of undoing that little scroll and bawling all over again :/
I made the comment to my mom that Brandy wouldn't be coming to my house ever because the idea of someone being in a jar / box / container and just sitting on my mantle or some cubby hole just really really creeped me out. My sister took offense to that and started screaming (which at 12, that's her favorite thing in the world to do aside from cry now a days ugh.) at me about how there was nothing wrong with that and what was wrong with me for saying it and just...stupid shit.
My folks both want to be cremated, and I've already explained I will not touch them to scatter their ashes and they won't be staying with me and they understand that....it just really, really makes my skin crawl thinking about it.
It's sort of an insensitive out look I realize, but when I look at that box I don't see ashes, I see her somehow curled up in it - it's not ashes, it's her to me and it just creeps me out!