More people die in January than other months. In my practice over the past 2 weeks I've gotten two sets of families who had a child die and another family where the husband/father died.
Only the husband/father died from natural causes-- an apparent stroke or heart attack after which his car ran into a light pole in a grocery store parking lot. One of the children was a teenager who was riding with a friend driving wrecklessly (there's an ironic word) who drove into a tree. The other kids in the truck survived, but not this one. The other "child" was a woman just beginning independent life on her own, engaged, teaching school, etc. etc. Swerved to avoid a deer and hit a pole.
It happens. And I know (pretty much) how to help people grieve without getting stuck in depression or rage. But mere listening takes a toll.
Count your blessings while they last.