A peace of the puzzle

My daughter noticed I did not cry when my dog died...she knew I was very sad about it. I didn't cry when my Mom died or my Dad or my sister. I have been thinking about it. I remember my Mom telling me funerals were for the living that the dead were in a better place. I was told not to cry for myself because I was overly sensitive. So I guess I figured/ I know that is why I don't cry at funerals. I never realized how cut and dry I look at life. This is the rule you follow it. This kinda brings me a little peace of the puzzle