When Sierra died last year, my oldest sister sent me flowers. The flower has this small ceramic box attached:
The box shoes a woman and her best friend. This is my Sierra Box. The two little stones came from my niece. They really don’t have anything to do with Sierra, but I like them and they seem to belong on top of the box.
Inside the box is all that I saved of Sierra’s belongings…her tags:
The box holds a place of honor on my dresser. There I can see it every day and remember my dear doggie friend.