Agreed, super random but my brother passed away at 12, I was 10. Unexpected illness and he passed 3 days into it. We were very close and I was very upset about it as were my mom and other siblings. My mom was opening sympathy cards one night, and I was in awe of someone writing us a check for $200. Keep in mind this was 1988, I was 10 and thought that was a ton of money. I was somewhat celebratory about the check and my mom slapped me across the face and started crying. She said, "I'd give all the money in the world to have Chris back" and then started apologizing for slapping me. I didn't know any better and she was in the midst of some very heavy grief. She had never done that before and hasn't since. Grief is a different animal we can't understand until we're in it....I've been in it when my Dad passed and when my brother passed. One never knows how they'll react .