When this woman is annoyed with her SIL, she asks Reddit:
Several years ago I had a miscarriage. I do not know how, but my SIL found out about this fairly recently. In a misguided attempt to be supportive, she recently sent me a framed poem about babies in heaven, decorated with angels.
It was pretty large, very tacky, and very unwanted. Not only am I not actively grieving the loss of pregnancy, we are not religious and she knows that. Also, it's just not my style and I don't want it on my wall.
Anyways, my oldest daughter is really creative and wanted to use the print itself in one of her collages. It turned out really beautiful, she incorporated the best parts of the poem and images with other pieces from elsewhere.
I know this might sound cheesy, but it actually took me from being reminded of a really painful part of my life to being so grateful for the wonderfully creative kids I have.