Joyce Violet was no ordinary bunny. With her soft, midnight fur and a presence as elegant as moonlight on still water, she carried a quiet kind of magic. Her deep, soulful eyes seemed to understand everything, and she had a way of turning the simplest moments—like nibbling greens or curling into a warm corner—into little pieces of peace.
She lived with grace and dignity, always observing, always knowing. Those who loved her felt it: she wasn’t just a pet; she was a gentle guardian, a calming spirit, a soft heartbeat in the rhythm of home.
When Joyce Violet crossed the Rainbow Bridge, the world dimmed just a little. But love, as it always does, found a way to keep her light shining.
To honor her spirit, a round glass memorial was created using a small part of her ashes. Swirls of deep purple and black flowed together like velvet night skies, kissed with silver sparkles that catch the light just right—just like Joyce’s quiet brilliance always had.
Now, her essence lives on in this shimmering orb. It’s a tribute not just to her beauty, but to her enduring grace. Held close, it brings comfort; seen in the sunlight, it glows with her spirit—a forever reminder that some souls, like Joyce Violet’s, never truly fade.