Truth. In 2014 I got a phone call from my uncle saying my grandmother (his mother) had died at 102 years old. I burst out laughing in hysterics. He pointedly asked me “What the hell is so funny?” For him to say “hell” is like getting the Pope to say f-ck on TV. Anyway, super-awkward as I tried to regain my composure, but we both knew I was acting from then on. Oddly, truth be told, I was glad that witch was dead. Had been a thorn in my side for too damn long. At one point, I thought she was going to out live me just to spite me. A difficult person to say the least.
So yeah, I get what you’re saying OP.