My husband was shot out of the sky over the South China Sea in 1966, the year our son was born. I was stunned beyond belief. AF wives are supposed to be prepared for this. Not so, but I did have a baby to keep me busy. I did not allow myself to wallow in grief for I could not pass that along to my child. While I dated sporadically and came close to getting serious with one fellow, I cut it off as I did not want to ever go through that again. I've been fine being single and have my memories. My son, on the other hand, lost his wife very fast to an extremely toxic form of uterine cancer. She was only 49 and he 52. At first he was drinking quite a bit and I sat on him for this and he listened. I got him into a bereavement group and they have bonded well and are all good friends now. He still sees a spiritual advisor and that helps. Holidays and anniversaries are still very tough for him. He keeps in touch as I did with old friends and just seems to enjoy being on his own a little more each day. He has not dated, but has an eye for the ladies as he always did, so I doubt it will be too long. They had no children.