One of the worst weeks of my life

This blog is usually where I go to vent my thoughts and feeling or share things I love and moments that make me happy but I don't have much happiness to share right now. I was at work on Monday and Gabe called; which is usually a wonderful thing but his voice was immediately off. He prefaced the conversation with "I'm okay, I promise. Please don't worry but one of my guys died in an accident at the job site this morning and we all need to talk to the police. It was Mike; he fell into a wood chipper. " They had been cleaning up and disposing of fallen trees after yet another storm and evidently he slipped and went in before anyone could do anything to help him. They all saw him and heard him die. He and Mike were friends; he started joking about me being his wifey before I actually was. He just grabbed me when he got home and refused to let go saying " I love you so damn much." He took some pictures to demonstrate what they had been working on, but never got a chance to send them. He called the last few weeks a nightmare, saying they were all exhausted and being pushed too hard. He thinks Mike was sleep deprived and not paying attention and that's why the accident happened. He as a point I'm afraid. I knew I wasn't wrong to worry about him. What can I do to help him? He withdraws into himself in situations like this, trying to keep me from seeing how much he's hurting but of course I see it. A friend of his died in one of the most terrible ways possible; how could he not hurt? I made him all the delicious food I could, but still don't feel like I'm really helping. All I can do is care for him and be there for him. He shouldn't have to go through anything else like this, he more than deserves happiness.