Heya, I'm actually the son of the person who died. I tend to agree with the aspect that there is something terribly wrong with the entire situation. It was definitely not an accidental fire, but they officially declared it a suicide (Which I disagree with, I'm fairly confident it was a lot more malicious than that), but they're still professional about it and reviewing the case off and on but there is not much evidence of anything that sticks, especially given the entire investigative aspect beyond the initial house inspection (Which, as far as I heard and could tell, was amazing -- they took good pictures that answered some pretty important questions for me. I caught who I suspected in a blatant lie.) was ruined within hours because the volunteer fire rescue leaked essentially every important detail of the case (I think one did it out of sincerity, I don't think they rationalized that it was actually most likely the person they were passing the information to. Essentially when I found out that all these details were out in days I saw no point any more in being tight lipped.), including the type of accelerant used.(Which I have no idea how they figured that out so fast; you can infer through what you know, but you don't know of fact that it is what you infer)
The most struggling part for me is personally how most of the town knew details that I didn't even know until days later; the investigators didn't even know at that point. That is a shitty feeling that people feel it's okay to talk about that without the family's permission or even knowing the victim at all, and mind you I admittedly did not have a "good" relationship with my mother except for the three months prior -- I couldn't imagine what someone would feel like had they actually been close to their mother.
The fact is, most people who say they are concerned (And I'm not saying you're one of them, the fact you asked leans towards indicating you're sincerely concerned) aren't actually concerned about the people in question but themselves. It's a safety mechanism to console themselves, it's human nature but selfish. Problem is I've actually seen it multiple times, and the annoyance never gets old. Everyone tries to find some way that they were connected to that person and amplify it to draw attention to themselves. I call it the Grims (Pun on the Johnson complex; the necessity to one up everyone else in material value.) It would be more productive if people just shut up and actually self reflect rather than self project because it's their own subconscious fear of death rearing it's head. Not to mention, I'm pretty certain that a good chunk of this population are narcissists.
I guarantee very few people who read about this asked themselves, excluding experienced adults, "Damn, this makes me want to take the time to get closer to X just in case something bad happens", X being whomever is important to them. That's actually constructive to improving your quality of life. Instead, most of them just spread their useless idiocy into the world spectrum, offering no incentive to the value of a person's death. The only reason I can say that is I've seen it happen in the double digits.
Mind you my ability to feel is intensely repressed, but I hope this insight I've learned helps you:
A person may biologically die, but they will forever live in your heart and mind. You do not have to think about them daily, as their soul and legacy is of the collective thoughts of those who take the time to remember. And even if everyone forgets, the importance is to remind yourself they're there and the miracle of life is reborn again. Bad thoughts lay seeds that dwell within, but good ones grow to be great ones. They'll always be here with you if you give them that opportunity. Forging the Cimmerian path at first may be hard, but the reward of shining light on the concept of immortality is well worth the risks in it's travel.
If you have questions, my email is firstname.lastname@example.org.