The sad part of this story is that this friend's wife was widowed once before. She married very young, about 15 years old. Her husband was working under a car when it fell on him and killed him. She had a child, and continued to provide for her the best she could. Then she met her second husband, and spent about 25 happy years with him. Now she has to mourn a second husband.
This is just a reminder to me that we need to be careful. Our lives are a gift, and we need to do the best we can to protect this gift. We should do this not only for ourselves, but for our spouses and children. And we also need to express our love to our family members regularly because we never know when they might be taken.