Äiti here: September 10th was the day I had decided was Punapippuri's 'birthday'. He was about 5 weeks old when he came to my life, and I counted back and liked the symmetry of the date: 10-09-08 (European system!).
So today I wanted to post something. I cannot bear the fact we have had wild northern lights hidden behind the clouds over the last few days: I guess I am just not ready to see those tailios dancing yet. But I am feeling very comforted by knowing something that was my wonderful orange Pisspot is now close to my heart - this bead.
Each year I teach my students about ashes becoming diamonds, and how there is nothing that is the essence of a person in a diamond made from their organic material. Okay, this is not a diamond and I would not spend thousands on what I have regarded as a materialistic manipulation of the carbon cycle, but in this beautiful glass bead are indeed some of the cremains of King P. The wonderful woman who made the bead said she would happily incorporate some fur too (the fur all vaporises, but that doesn't matter to me). And from all the emails I had with the designer and creator of the bead, Gail from Etsy's 'Pain in the Glass' (what a brilliant name!), I know it was made with love and care.As an unashamed nerd, I do take comfort knowing there are a few of the atoms that were in Punapippuri now permanently around my neck. In addition to the billions he sprayed all over the house........
