That in itself, raises huge flags to me. This is, in my opinion a huge contradiction to the "message" that is being projected publicly, the "message" that Jen disappeared herself. This is partially OT but also leads to a theory that applies, so please bear with me.....
When, years ago as a teenager, my daughter ran away and I had not a clue where she was a for a month or if she was living, did I avoid her room because it was too painful? No I went in there as often as I could go, because being surrounded by her things and being able to smell her scent on her pillow made me feel closer to her somehow, even through all the pain of not knowing where or how she was....
During the 3 times my oldest son was hospitalized and I could not stay there in his room with him, and the staff actually forced me to leave the hospital for a night because I'd been there 24/7 for weeks on end, did I avoid his room because it was too painful that he was not there? No I went in there and slept because the smell of his hair on his pillow and being surrounded by his toys made me feel closer to him, almost like I was right next to him, holding his hand as he slept like I always did every night I did stay with him in the hospital....
But not enough years later, after God called him home, and I knew he'd never again sleep in his bed or play in his room, and the next time I'd see his smile was when God called me home too, did I avoid going into his room? That was when it became difficult for me, for a very long time, to go into my son's room. I don't remember for how long, but I do know it was weeks and remembering it now, over 10 years later, I can still feel the pain of just looking at that closed door. I keep several boxes of his things as keepsakes and whenever I need to, I open them up, and they bring me great comfort, and peace and I feel him thisclose to me but during the weeks and months after my sons passing, seeing, smelling and handling those same items would have been excruciating and unbearable. It was literally, nearly physically impossible for me to enter his room.
The above is based on my experience only, however, my reaction after my beautiful son's passing is one that is commonly experienced. Many people are unable to enter the room of a loved one or family member they know has passed, and I have to ask myself, if GR is so sure that Jennifer either ran off or really does not know if she encountered foul play at the hands of another while out, and he is *truly unsure as to if she is with us or not - then why does entering their room cause him so much discomfort? I would think if there is hope, then being surrounded by her things and the smell of her hair on a pillow, would bring a small measure of comfort?
jmo and sorry this wound up being so long....
