“I Buried My Mother’s Necklace With Her—25 Years Later, My Son’s Fiancée Walked In Wearing It”

I buried my mother with her necklace.

I remember the weight of it in my hand the night before the funeral. A thin gold chain, an oval pendant with a deep green stone. She had worn it her entire life.

She asked me to put it in her coffin.

And I did.

So when my son brought his fiancée home …