Physically, we lived within 6 miles of each other.
Emotionally, not too much. I do feel kind of bad that I didn't visit her at all except for when my mom took me to see her about a month ago.
As with my grandpa's death, it wasn't unexpected, so it wasn't much of a shock when I initially heard about it.
...And my grief just kicked in. I hate how randomly grief shows up for me.