Last year, I went to my Nana’s funeral, and I was shocked and ashamed that pretty much everyone, even my douchebag cousin, were bawling their eyes out over her. (ashamed of myself not them because i wasn’t crying, i didn’t really feel anything aside from reverence and slight boredom)
I loved her, and I miss her, but I never cried or went into any depression or true grief after she passed away. She was 88 years old, I got to say goodbye, and before she died I rarely saw her though I saw her often when I was little.
Am I a weirdo or heartless for this? Is it weird not to grieve a dead grandparent? I would definitely grieve if one of my parents died young (probably even when they die of old age i will), or if one of my siblings or best friends died, but I just don’t find anything sad about really old people dying. It’s their time, I believe there’s more than just this life, what is sad about it really?