You know what is strange about this thread? The assumption that 'bereaved people' are in a private, separate club with a tiny number of members. Everyone is, eventually, bereaved. Everyone loses family members and close friends to death. The only difference is that it hasn't happened to some people yet, but unless someone dies him/herself very young, at least some of those they love will die before them. It's not a matter of if but when. (The exception is that people assume these days, in the first world, that their children will outlive them, but that's only been the case fairly recently. Most people, throughout most of human history, lost children, often several. It's only recently become the ultimate horror, that we can expect to escape, so that those dealing with the death of a child have to go out and look for peers in grieving, rather than knowing that many of their friends, colleagues, neighbours, relatives have also lost children.)
This country has an unspeakably weird attitude to death - it seems to view being bereaved as an intensely private, singular experience, and also as something rather embarrassing, rather than the one thing we all face.
Though I suppose it may also say something about the age profile on Mn, or the age at which people have children. My grandparents (two of whom lived with us) and two great-uncles (also lived with us) all died through my childhood and teens, and DH and I consider ourselves very fortunate to have all four of our parents still alive in their seventies, and hope our pre-schooler will remember them - but if people are becoming grandparents in their late 30s, it may mean, I suppose. that their grandchildren are far less likely to encounter the death of a close family member until well into adulthood.
Of course we should respect one another's choice of language surrounding death, but we should surely also recognise that dealing with the death of a loved one is the ultimate experience every living person has in common.