the more i think about it the less i understand why it’s considered so beyond the pale to want to keep parts of a dead loved one’s body specifically. like why is it only okay if you put it in a box. how is that more loving than wearing them against your skin forever. riddle me this.
if i want to keep my loved ones’ heads or preserve their calcified hearts or attach one of their mummified hands to my belt or wear their bones as jewellery and they consented to that before they died then society should accept this without judgement. it’s not that complicated.
you’ll wear each other’s clothes and eat from the same plate and swap spit and share bathwater and beds, but a little fingerbone necklace is too much for you? grow up