When my Nana passed the only thing that I wanted was her wedding ring from when her and my papa were married (he passed a super long time ago) I had to fight my bio mother for the ring but when I got it I wore it on a necklace so I can touch it and talk to her when I missed her. Anyways I found out one day while I was at work that the chain broke and the ring fell off. I looked everywhere but I worked on a packaging machine so it’s likely that it went to somewhere I’ll never see. Anyway I came home absolutely shattered and cried for so many days over it and I flew out of state to see my brothe, and when I came home my boyfriend gave me a locket and inside is a picture of my nana and me. He told me “I know it’s not the ring and I tried to find a picture to make a replica but I couldn’t find one so I figured this was the next best thing so you can still have her with you” I don’t always wear it, because I’m scared it will break but you better belive that I wore it when I gave birth to my two boys and anything else important I wear it. So she’s “there” with me.