Well I so understand when all the bedrock of family is lost.
I knew that had been an impact on my life..maybe even trained in counselling due to my own grief..."Phsysician heal thyself"
THEN
A rather remarkable event happened to me..a newspaper advert from a researcher sought people with my birth family name came into my hands..
I responded and boy was my computer busy.
The Canadian lady had at her fingertips a wealth of information which is ongoing at present.
I found I knew some facts correctly..other were blurred. we discovered names...found coincidences and for me an interesting process happened.
I grieved.
For the widow who went on to become my darling Grandfathers mother.She must have been through a dark place..but without her...my lineage would not have appeared.
We are all complex beings..and the wonderful thing is being here today in the here and now.
I had physical symptoms...felt at peace with some facts and fretted over others...e g phuemonia for someone in 1919 during the flu pandemic...glad antibiotics and nursing can help that now.the death of a boy child in 1886 other passings.
I SAW UNFOLD A DRAMA ALL OF MY OWN...Better than any book...

My conclusion is that all loss is grief..smaller variations of the ceasing of life..that we can and will work through the lesser losses so that we live fully...
Pain is helped by anothers love and concern..but ultimatly we all work things out for ourselves.But a little help from others is a salve.

I did have plans to do some deeper research..put it off..then bang..all this happens..and it has been a wonderful thing for us here...Healing takes many forms and fate does lend a land now and then..