What if it were me?

A friend of mine, who I used to hang out with before my mission has had something tragic happen almost a week ago. Her husband died in a plane crash. "L" and I used to go to the same singles ward, and went to the same high school, actually. We both served missions around the same exact time. We used to go dancing at "The Bay" after our missions. So fun, btw. We got married within a month of eachother. 11 good years. We both have 4 children. But, she is alone now. I cannot help but think, "What if that were me?" What if I had just lost Will and was all alone with my precious kids? Do you ever think of senarios like this and actually get choked up in the process, or am I just weird? I have thought about her off and on since I found out and have found myself shedding a tear or two. Crying for her and her sweet little kids. I bet she is mad, and devastated, and in despair. I would be. All of the above and more. Oh, I tell ya, this thing called life is soooo hard sometimes. Illness, death, you name it. It comes to us all. I have hugged Will extra tight these past few days and told him more than usual that I love him and am grateful for him. I know that the Lord will comfort us in our times of trial and sorrow. He mourns along with us. He knows our pain and suffering. I pray my friend will feel His loving arms around her. I pray she lets Him heal her breaking heart. Hang in there, "L". Have hope and faith in Christ who has healing in His wings......