01/06/2026
AT MY GRANDMA’S FUNERAL, I SAW MY MOM HIDING A PACKAGE IN THE COFFIN — I QUIETLY TOOK IT & LOOKED INSIDE
Grandma and I shared a bond like no other—she was my safe place, my confidante. Growing up, I spent nearly every weekend at her house, listening to her stories, helping her bake, and sharing secrets I could never tell my parents. Losing her felt like a part of me was gone, and as I stood by her coffin, my heart ached.
When I stepped away to speak with a guest, I glanced back and noticed my mom leaning into the casket, slipping something inside. It was so subtle that if I hadn't been watching, I might have missed it.
It didn't sit right with me. My mom and Grandma had always had a strained relationship, and I knew Grandma would never have asked for something to be put in the casket without telling me. It felt… off.
After the ceremony, as people began to leave, I went back to the coffin. I spotted a tiny corner of a wrapped package, barely visible under Grandma's body. I reached in, carefully took the package, and slipped it into my purse, hoping no one had seen. Part of me felt guilty, as if I was betraying my mom, but the urge to protect Grandma's memory won out.
Later, alone in my room, I unwrapped the package, feeling like I was about to uncover something very important. ⬇️Continues in the first comment👇😳💬
