In memory of the young…

In memory of the young…

My sister died when she was 18 months old.
The pain my mother and father felt? Unimaginable.
And almost 50 years later,
my sister’s presence is still near.
When I first began creating urns, they were medium to larger in size. Then one day, I made one that was smaller in size. A heartfelt sigh, a pause. A tribute to the young – like my sister.

Since that day, I have created smaller vessels, along with the medium and larger urns. All reverent, all made with intention to carry a loved one’s spirit into the future.



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