I'm sorry for your loss. May she rest peacefully.
Now, on to the latter matter: Mars, if you never really knew your grandmother all that well, rationally, why would you be seriously upset? Yes, the absence is final, but if she was never a large part of your life, then there is little to no way for her absence to be felt. It sounds cold, but it's the conclusion you have reached, and it is the same conclusion I reached on a very similar matter.
My grandmother passed away late last year at 92. She had been suffering from dementia for at least the last decade of her life, and ceased recognizing me about 3 years ago. Even my mom, whom my grandmother had known for 30-ish years, was eventually reduced to "that girl from Darien (a Chicago suburb)". It may seem rather strange, but nobody in the family was really bent out of shape, not even my dad (grandma was his last living parent). In a way, she had been gone for quite some time, and her passing was more of a conclusion than an event in of itself.
There's no need to feel guilty about not being upset, based on the info you've provided. ...And I should hope you don't feel like Mersault, that fellow straight-up killed a man "because the sun was in his eyes" and felt nothing; not quite equivalent, if you were to ask me.