We each put something in to be buried with my dad.
My mom put a rose bud she’d kept from their wedding bouquet (in a pharmacy bottle - apropos).
My sister put in her business card - because he was so proud of her venturing out on her own and becoming a small business owner.
I put in my 3-month chip - because he was so happy to hear I was getting sober and he carried it with him to every hospital visit in the last few months.
