I've been thinking about death lately. A coworker recently had a grandparent die, and I don't know how to approach that. "My condolences" seems pretty lame. How should I know how she feels about this. I recently had death in my life, and looking at it objectivly it seems pretty small. My cat died on December 22. I broke down. It was the start of a 'forced' vacation, so I got to spend a holiday week with myself (and my other cats). I don't think I will ever refer to another as 'my cat'. Because she was my cat. Baby had been with me for most of my adult life. She came into my life when I was, what, 19? I was in college. She was with me for some of college life, for my marriage, divorce, single life, and moving to Arizona. For some 14 years she was the touchstone of my life. Things change and get thrown into upheaval, but she was there and I could trust and believe in that. The baby is here and all is right. Now, she's not here and I don't really know what the hell I am doing.