It isn't fair

I am heartbroken. A friend that I made in the cyberworld has lost her husband. I ache for her and her babies. I wish I could be there to help her. It isn't fair, her husband was only 40 years old and he simply fell and died.

He had a loving wife and two beautiful daughters. He was an extremely devoted, hard-working husband and father. His heart and soul belonged to music; playing, listening, and attending live performances. He believed in helping those less fortunate than himself. He gave the gift of his friendship to many people. He was gentle and he loved animals. He abhored bigotry in any form - racisim, homophobia, classism, etc. He was neat and organized and did laundry. He loved to read. He got a tattoo of his dog when she died. He was a good man, a good husband and a good father and it isn't fair.

I want to raise my fist and scream at the heavens. I want to be by her side and hug her babies. I want to help her take the next breath and the next and to help face the days to come. I want to wrap her and her little girls up in a bubble of love and ease her burden in some way. I want to take everything I know about her husband wrap it all up and give him back to her. I wish I could just erase the pain she is feeling. I want to do it all but I don't know what to do. I hurt so much for her and I feel so impotent.