"When my grandma died one of her sons entered her apt to collect anything of value. Diamonds, China, a fur.....anything he thought was of value he took. The items he left behind were divided among the grandchildren. I lived several states away so nothing was given to me. I loved my grandma so I didn't need her worldly possessions.

6 months after my grandmother died I was at my parent's house and found her jacket. My grandma had pinned a note to this jacket, asking to be buried in it upon her death. She had worn this jacket for several of her grandchildren's weddings and it was important to her. Because her clothing was of little value it was looked over as was the note. My grandma was buried in an outfit picked out by her daughter in law with no input from the rest of the family.

This jacket is mine. I have the jacket because no one else wanted it. It is the most beautiful jacket and it hangs in my closet. The jacket should be 6 feet under on grandma but instead I have it. Knowing she wanted to be buried in it makes it even more special. On the days I miss her the most I wear the jacket and dance around the house to Neil Diamond. It's been 10 years since she died but the jacket smells like her each time I put it on. I plan on wearing this jacket to my grandchildren's weddings."