A wall full of containers called urns. They contain the remains of dearly departed in a form of ashes and maybe a few fragments of bones. For some, they are relics.
Notice on the left corner of the wall, second level, I’ve placed my name to reserve it for my future use. Since my family are all short, this height is perfect for them.
There is one container that I treasure in a form of box, 2 x 3 x 2. A very small box given to me by a friend. I don’t think my relics will fit into this.
What I keep in the box are small memories of pilgrimages. The first thing that went in the box is my left toe nail that I lost during my first pilgrim process following the footsteps of St. Francis of Assisi.
A toenail Miss P? I love your keepsakes – keepin’ it real – too funny, lol! 🙂
It’s true. I decided not to post it and gross you guys out. 😛
And we shall forever be grateful to your thoughtfulness… phew! 🙂
You’re making me laugh too…
tee hee…
Seeker, you always make us laugh on something serious. Ouch..that must have been quite a tour. Pawkisses for a Happy Weekend 🙂
Grandma, it’s good to laugh and see the funny side of life. xox Seeker.