(Let me finish that thought... sorry, my kids are a distraction!)
Or whether it be a statue of Jesus, Himself. I love gazing upon the many crucifixes I have around the house because it is an instant reminder of why I am here and puts me in my place. Again, being human, I tend to get distracted and caught up in my mundane daily life. That crucifix reminds that there is a purpose to everything. I do not worship the pictures of Mary and other saints on my walls. I do not worship the wood/metal/porcelain crosses on the walls. They just keep me from focusing on less important things in life.
I got a kick out of my 4 year old when he asked my devout RC mother, "Grandma, why is YOUR Jesus still on the cross?"
There is nothing personal here. Your reference to your crucifixes reminded me of a significant moment in my life.
I really don't know if my mother is saved or not. She has died.