“I Watched My Mom Place an Object in My Grandma’s Coffin, Only to Be Stunned by What It Was.”
The room was filled with the scent of lilies and a sense of lingering sadness, but my gaze kept returning to the small, enigmatic package that my mother had discreetly placed in grandma’s casket. It wasn’t just any moment—it was the kind of thing that leaves an indelible mark on your memory. The kind that …