I think sometimes grief unite people who normally wouldn't even look at each other's Facebook status or broadcast BBM. People contemplate and try to find a thought to redeem their regretted past regarding the dead, I tried to think that I was good enough for this one person, but I will always know I could do better.
Death can also separate people, tearing a right bond apart while each one of the group is busy trying to adjust with this continuous feeling of constant remorse individually and not deal with it together. Rather leave things unspoken and hurts them even more.
Either way, loss is a funny thing when you think about it, it changes people so dramatically that you might think the real person dealing with loss is now dead and is replaced by a new facade in the same body. Sometimes I wonder if I died, and a new facade replaced me. I can only hope no, not completely
