My daddy died suddenly in the middle of the summer. It was in all the papers, as he had held a political position, yet we were zombies, and didn't really recognize many of the people who came to the funeral home. Then one of my sisters showed up... and another... and another... and it just snowballed. Not only was I thrilled to see them show up and not just pay respects, but sit down & talked & hugged - but my whole family noticed. Those who weren't greek-savvy were terribly impressed and happy for me.
The other is mentioned
here, post 53, the last one. It didn't become quite so meaningful until the divorce papers were served.