Several times over the last few months I've jokingly commented about how my relationships with friends and lovers has been so amazingly bountiful, that the perversity of the universe will dictate that some "struck by lighting" event is going to have to happen, to make up for it.
The joke isn't funny now.
(Update. Thanks for the sympathy, but my own pain is just reflection. It's several of my friends who I want to be happy, who are in pain.)