🕊️ I Thought I Had Time.
“You prepare for cries in the night, for first steps and scraped knees. You don’t prepare for silence. Not like this.”
A Life That Never Got to Begin
I still don’t understand why.
I’ve asked myself over and over—what did I do wrong? Was there something I missed? Was it my body? My timing? My fault?
They say not to blame yourself. That it just happens sometimes.
But that doesn’t quiet the questions.
There was supposed to be a future here. A life. A laugh. A first word. Tiny hands wrapping around my finger. A little voice calling for me in the dark.
Instead… there was silence. And then space. And then a kind of pain that folds inward—so deep it doesn’t even look like pain anymore. Just… numbness.
They never even had the chance to take a breath.
And yet, somehow, they took mine.
There are days where I feel like I’m being punished. Days where the weight of the world feels lighter than the weight of this absence. Days where I’m not angry—not at anyone, not even at life—just tired of holding something that never got to grow.
I didn’t want them to disappear.
Not from the world.
Not from me.
I needed something that could hold what I couldn’t say.
Something small. Fragile. Spiraling inward like the life that almost was.
So I kept them close—in a cradle of glass that reminds me of beginnings.
Not lost. Just paused. Quietly held.
Because if their life couldn’t bloom outward… it could still be honored inward. The spiral, to me, feels like what could have been—a life forming, a soul rising, a beauty that didn’t fade but never fully arrived.
It reminds me that even though they never opened their eyes, they were still real. Still mine. Still love.
They never hatched into this world. But they existed. And they were beautiful.
-Rachel V.
They never hatched into this world. But they existed. And they were beautiful.
“I needed something that could hold what I couldn’t say.
Something small. Fragile. Spiraling inward like the life that almost was.”
Every tribute holds a story—if you need a little more before you honor their memory, let the details guide you home.
💙 A Reflection of Love, Too Bright to Fade
Some lights shine briefly, but illuminate the world forever. This Spiral Helix Glass Egg, infused with the ashes of a beloved child or loved one, is not just a memorial—it is a vessel of color, spirit, and love that will never dim.
Within the glass, a spiral of color rises like hope itself—winding upward, rising endlessly, a tender symbol of the soul’s journey beyond our sight. Resting on a soft black base, it offers a moment of beauty, serenity, and presence wherever it is placed.
🌿 Because love never fades, and their memory will always shine.
🕊️ How It’s Made
✨ Infused with Meaning – The ashes are gently added to the molten glass, forming a luminous, swirling helix within.
✨ A Touch of Radiance – Each piece is handcrafted, meaning no two spirals are ever the same—just like no two lives are ever alike.
✨ Meant to Be Seen and Felt – Resting on a glossy, opaque black base, it catches light and attention, holding space for remembrance.
🕯️ A Thoughtful & Simple Process
Submitting ashes should be a gentle, effortless step in honoring your loved one. To make this process as seamless as possible:
📦 A collection vial is sent to you—it takes only a moment to fill, using just a small portion of available ashes.
💙 If you are uncomfortable handling ashes, a trusted friend, family member, or funeral home can assist. A simple note with your name and order number ensures everything is received with care.
This tribute is suitable for the ashes of both people and pets.
💌 A Gift of Light in a Time of Loss
Whether for yourself or someone walking through the unimaginable, this memorial offers a space of stillness, beauty, and light. A way to hold memory close—not with weight, but with warmth.
💫 A Gentle Investment in Memory
This handcrafted tribute, shaped with devotion and artistry, is offered at $189.00.
Shipping is always free for Spirit Piece Memorials.
✨ Final Touch – An Artist’s Intention
“My studio, nestled in the Sierra Nevada foothills, has always been a place of creation—but it became something more when I began working with Spirit Pieces.
With each glass form I shape, I think of the stories I’ve heard, the letters I’ve received—the lives and loves behind every request. I pour all of that into the work.
This egg, like all I make, is about more than glass. It’s about light, transformation, and the gentle beauty of remembrance.”*
— Robert, Artist
🔹 Take a moment—see what others have felt.
Grief is personal, but you’re not alone in this. Many have found comfort in this keepsake—each with their own story, their own reason for choosing it. If you’re wondering if it’s the right fit, take a moment to read their experiences. Scroll to the bottom Let their voices guide you, just as they’ve guided others before.
🕊 The Helix of Light – Spiral Glass Egg Memorial
A quiet cradle of memory, where color and love swirl endlessly together.
🕯️ Before you go...
I know this isn’t easy. I know your heart is heavy. Grief isn’t something we move past—it’s something we learn to carry. And the fact that you’re here, searching for ways to honor a memory or find solace in the pain, is a quiet kind of bravery.
If today brought you even a moment of comfort, I’m grateful. And if not, that’s okay too. Healing isn’t a straight path—it’s a tide that ebbs and flows, and you are allowed to take your time.
I wish you peace in the moments that feel unbearable, warmth in the memories that still hold you close, and the gentle understanding that you are never alone in this. 💙