For the record, "Baby Blues" has been my favorite comic strip for the past five years or so, (coincidentally enough, that's how old my eldest daughter is...), and not just because I look and act like Wanda and my husband looks and acts like Darryl, but because I find that there is a comic strip for virtually every marital and parental situation that exists.
We came to the conclusion that having a spouse die and the subsequent grieving, singleness, dating, remarriage, and family-blending that follows takes so much effort that we'd much rather be lazy just go through life together knowing that we're better off together than ever apart, and just pray that we never have to experience widow/widower-ness until we're closer to 100 instead of 30 years old. So here's to hoping for a long life with my husband!