love hurts

Heard again on the news the other night, a family taking consolation in the fact that their loved one "died doing what he loved". I'm sorry in advance to anyone who's ever been consoled this way and I don't mean to offend, but I don't get it. Why is it comforting? It means something you loved killed you. I'd rather die doing something I hated, like my tax return or waxing my legs, so I could say, "there, I always knew that was evil."