My grandfather (who raised me after my parents died) passed away last year. We were extremely close, and his death hit me hard. Three months before he died, I had gifted him a high-end Sonicare electric toothbrush for his birthday. He was absolutely thrilled with it - calling it "the Rolls Royce of toothbrushes" and showing it off to everyone who visited. Seeing how happy such a simple gift made him is one of my last precious memories of making him smile.

He died of a stroke in his bathroom. The paramedics found him collapsed next to the sink with the toothbrush still plugged in and charging. When I was cleaning out his apartment a few weeks later, I found the toothbrush still sitting there.

I know this sounds weird, but I decided to use it myself. I replaced the brush head with a new one, of course - I'm not a complete monster. But something about using this toothbrush that made him so happy makes me feel connected to him. Every morning and night when I use it, I think of him, and it's become part of my grieving process.

The problem is, my husband is absolutely disgusted by this. When he found out (about 3 months after I started using it), he nearly threw up. He calls it "corpse hygiene" and refuses to kiss me after I brush my teeth with it. He's especially freaked out because Grandpa died in the bathroom while it was charging.

Another issue is that the toothbrush has this bright blue charging light that glows in our dark bathroom at night. My husband says it reminds him of "ghost stories" and claims he can't sleep knowing "death's toothbrush" is glowing in the next room. He says he's started having nightmares about my grandfather visiting him with the toothbrush in hand.

Things have gotten so bad that he's now sleeping in our spare bedroom and is refusing to come back to our bed until I "get rid of the death brush." He's demanded I throw it away multiple times, calling it "sick" and "unhealthy," even though I've explained how much it means to me.

Last week, things escalated when his parents came to visit. Somehow the topic came up at dinner, and they were equally horrified. His mother actually gagged at the table and had to excuse herself. Now my husband's entire family thinks I'm disturbed, and he's threatening to throw the toothbrush away himself if I don't get rid of it.

I've tried explaining that it's just an object, that I've sanitized it thoroughly, and that the brush head is completely new. But no one seems to understand how much this small connection to my grandfather means to me. My therapist actually doesn't see a problem with it as long as it's hygienic (which it is) and helps my grieving process.

AITA for wanting to keep using my grandfather's toothbrush despite everyone's disgust?