Yes this. And try not to be scared. I try to remind myself that while death is very intense, it is also natural; even the most painful, unexpected deaths shouldn't be taboo. My parents were so grateful to those friends who didn't disappear after the first flush of grief when they lost a baby, but kept in touch. This isn't to say you should force people to talk about their loss, but don't treat them - or the subject - as untouchable. I still struggle with appropriate reactions, you need to be undistracted by your own discomfort or pain. But the main thing is to keep talking to them, the idea that it's most appropriate to stop talking just adds to the loneliness. I also really appreciated comedy at that time, just zoning out to a funny film (which is strangely possible to do even when you're grieving).