Pictures show that we lived

A Birth Certificate shows that we were born
A Death Certificate shows that we died
Pictures show that we lived!

Why would you not want to share pictures with a mother who lost her son
knowing this would bring her some joy?
This is what I wrote in an email and I was about to send to my sister, the photographer of the family.
You walk into her hobby room and all you see are these clear plastic boxes stacked one ontop of the other each with a different family member or friends name on them. As I said before I never had to worry about taking pictures of my kids as they were growing because there my sister would be with her camera trying to get the kids to pose just right for the perfect picture.
Now here I am. I would love to take a trip down memory lane and see my children as they were growing, especially Tony since he is no longer here with me. I have left so many telephone messages and sent so many emails, not just to her but to my brother and my other sister as well.
As one person put it that has seen them at family gatherings, "they're joined at the hip", so I've pleaded with all three of them but they don't care.
I would never do this with anyone, ignore suxh a plea. I would love to be able to minimize someones hurt and if this was all I had to do, and it was within my power to do so I would.
This really MUST be the last days and it also MUST be what 2 Timothy 3:1-5 warns.