Last year, one of my daughters died. I had been standing up for a couple of hours at the reception and 2 of my closest sisters approached me...I hadn't seen them until they were right there.
They began to chat and suddenly, one (I think she realized how near the edge I was after everything) pulled a clear "gem" necklace from her shirt and said, "Do you remember my friend Debbie whom I always talked about? She died recently and I promised I would take her all these places with me so she could go places she never saw. Here she is!"
The gem was filled with ashes. I squeaked, "WHAT?" and began to laugh so hard that I had to sit down. My sisters helped me turn the corner back towards life again.