My grandfather died in the middle of the night. My mother waited to call me until the morning when she knew I would be up. But I already knew. The same time he died I had chest pains and collapsed. Then the pain suddenly went away. I knew he had passed on.
I think it depends on the situation too. I think there is a difference to finding out that great grandma has died after months and months of an extended illness and finding out someone was in a tragic accident.
Regardless of where I am, if a friend or someone close to me died, I would want to know about it. Doesn't matter what I am doing or where I am travelling. It would make me melancholy to not be able to be there to comfort the family or friends of the deceased. I handle bad or sad news really well. I have tons of experience with that.
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“Instead of wondering WHY this is happening to you, consider why this is happening to YOU." - Dalai Lama XIV
“Make no judgments where you have no compassion.” - Anne McCaffrey
I would be pissed if a close relative or friend died and I wasn't informed. Extended family, I'll get the news when I get it because I feel immediate family members should be notified first.
When my Grandpa was dying, Grandma knew to let me know because I want to be there, if I can, to say goodbye. She also knew that if he was already dead, that of course I want to know but I'm not going to rush over since, well, he's dead and he would beat me senseless if I risked a wreck trying to get to his dead body. Grandpa was feisty that way :P I got there moments before he died so I did get to say my goodbye, thankfully.