My mom's Neptune Society kit came via FedEx yesterday.
In it contains various contents including the urn that they provide for her to be placed in when its time.
I had been curious to examine the items to see if they're high quality... but I couldn't bring myself to do more than put the package on her recliner.
It strikes me as very, very sad. I hope I won't have to open the box for another twenty years.
Knowing all I have to do when she does finally pass is to call an 800# is comforting, however. It was a good use of her money, albeit a depressing one.