It's not only the necklace, but your writing will remain, and I'm sure that tells a good story. I lost my son nearly three years ago to suicide. He was 31. I have a smallish urn on my dresser with some of his ashes. The rest are in a pretty plain jar which I pull from to leave at special places. It is sizeable and it is GONE. I haven't turned the house upside down yet, but I know he had something to do with it. Always good to hear other people's journey through this lifetime of grief we share.