<human>: I was with this girl for close to eight years, and got to know her family fairly well. After a while, they thought of me as family as well, and aside from the fact that there were so many of them, it wasn't all that bad. Well, except for the relationship itself, but I digress.

Today, she sends me a text saying "I just wanted to let you know that pappy passed away today". At first, I'm heartbroken. I came to think of the man as a grandfather of my own, and was saddened to hear that he was as sick as he was. And then, I remembered. I remembered all of the trips to the hospital that this man made while I was with her. I remembered all of the panic every time the man coughed, because for eight years each breath was, essentially, his last.

And now I'm 600 miles away, reading this text message with a little sadness and a lot of relief. Because I don't have to attend another one of her family's funerals. You see, in the time that we were together, I went to almost a dozen funerals, which ranged from very close family members, to people who they considered to be family but weren't even remotely close. I hated going to my own family's funerals, so being dragged to a funeral where I'm just supposed to sit in the back and look as if I'm supporting my girlfriend were virtually impossible for me to handle. This was the funeral that I was dreading going to, and because we broke up last summer, I dodged the bullet of having to attend. And, yes. I'm very much relieved.

Can you succinctly summarize the text in 1-3 sentences?
<bot>: I'm not glad the man is dead, but I'm glad I don't have to attend another one of her family's funerals.