Chris_Texas
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When my dad died, I could not bear to look at his things at first, especially not photos of him. I kept away from all of that. It was like a punch in the gut to see his face in a photo.
But, nothing was removed. In fact, 3 years later, I have refused to allow my mom to paint his den, even though she has painted everything else in the house. My mom eventually did give away some of his clothes to the poor, but most if it, I insisted be kept. I organized all his papers, work stuff, his writings, the most mundane things. They are all labeled and boxed and I can't bear to get rid of even the unimportant stuff.
Now I look at his photos every day and talk to him, smile at him, tell him I love him.
Perhaps the mother can't bear it right now. I do understand that. However, to want to remove it all, well, many people do do that. (My mom wanted to burn down the house when my dad died). Still, it seems odd. But maybe everything reminding her of her daughter acts like a monstrously huge, accusing finger, pointing right at her, reminding her that she is the person who gave her child to the demon who murdered and dismembered her.
Can you imagine that feeling?
This was my thought as well, or one possibility I consider plausible at any rate. The same applies to the shrine that she theoretically removed. Everyone responds to death and horror in their own way, some of us even make jokes about it occassionally, I dont think it means much.
In my opinion there is more than enough here to cause a reasonable person to question this family and even their potential involvement in this crime without this stuff.