In her personal blog, The Root of All Evel: Surviving the Loss of a Child, Julie McAnary describes bringing her baby boy home after he was stillborn and cremated.
“On November 4th, 2009 mommy and daddy picked you up from the chapel. It smelled like stale cigarettes and felt strangely like home there. An elderly lady filled out papers and after a few minutes of searching she carried you to her desk. You were in what looked like a jewelry box. My little gem. Mommy and daddy cried the second she put you down on the desk. It was sad seeing you like that.
I carried you out in that tiny little box. It was the first time I ever carried you. I wish it wasn’t.”