My dad's dad died. He was pretty great in his day. He loved to provoke people, to start arguments, and to take unpopular positions for the sake of discussion. He constantly challenged everyone, but he also had a completely unrestrained joy that was often infectious. I miss him, but no more so now than for the past five years. As his hearing
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His death really didn't hit me because it didn't really change anything,
I think this is a key element in how much personal grieving people generally do. (ISTM that "personal grieving" and "mourning the passing" are two different categories, each significant, but different.) At least, it has been so in my life.
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