Yesterday, after my post, I kept thinking about lockets and how they have come into my life. And here is a biggie.

My dad decided that he wanted to be cremated. His ashes were to be put into an urn while each one of us kids were able to have some ashes as well.

The funeral home that we used had a selection of urns that we could order, or we could find our own. They also had a collection of jewelry urns that we could order as well. The jewelry urns are advertised as "lockets" and I believe that this was because the jewelry has an opening to put the ashes into.

Two of my sisters decided to order from the company, and I really wish that I would have done that. My other sister didn't want jewelry, just a traditional urn. I decided to order one off line.

I won't recommend the company that I used, because I had some difficulties with them, but I still love the idea of the necklace. The one that I ordered, I had engraved with "Dad" on the back. I then took a very small Virgin Mary charm that I had and had it secured to the front. It is beautiful.

The other thing that I should mention, is that I don't have my locket filled. I have the ashes, which my mom is safekeeping for me. I'm just not ready yet. I don't wear it. It is up among the other necklaces and the other locket that I have. I'm just not ready yet.

In the beginning, it took me a long time to have the locket made into something that I wanted. By that time Becken was home from Africa, and was 7 months old, and grabby at all things shiny. This still happens from time to time with an earring or two that I am wearing. I was horrified to think that the chain would break and I'd lose that part of my dad.

So it waits for me until I'm ready and until Bec isn't so grabby anymore. Or maybe even longer.