So I had to ask for 2 days' bereavement leave today. My grandma died on Saturday so there'll be a wake (Irish, you see) tomorrow and a funeral Wednesday.
The company I work for is very cool - My brother works there too and is flying in from Texas at the company's expense. We'll go tomorrow to see the rest of the family.
I ended up having the same conversation 3 times today:
"How was your weekend?"
Me: "ah, got some bad news. My grandma died."
"Oh, so sorry to hear that" (some were MUCH nicer)
Me: "Yeah, she was 97."
And then everyone's all "Oh, well, at least she had a full life" or something to the effect that that's not so bad. Sure, it comes as no surprise but people almost seemed relieved when I said how old she was.
I found it kind of weird.
I feel worst for Grandpa now. He's 98 and alone after a 68 year marriage. Guess I'll see how he is tomorrow.
Thanks for reading.
The company I work for is very cool - My brother works there too and is flying in from Texas at the company's expense. We'll go tomorrow to see the rest of the family.
I ended up having the same conversation 3 times today:
"How was your weekend?"
Me: "ah, got some bad news. My grandma died."
"Oh, so sorry to hear that" (some were MUCH nicer)
Me: "Yeah, she was 97."
And then everyone's all "Oh, well, at least she had a full life" or something to the effect that that's not so bad. Sure, it comes as no surprise but people almost seemed relieved when I said how old she was.
I found it kind of weird.
I feel worst for Grandpa now. He's 98 and alone after a 68 year marriage. Guess I'll see how he is tomorrow.
Thanks for reading.

