Red means happiness and love. When my father died 14 years ago, his second wife was wearing a red dress during the interment. My relatives who felt hurt approached her and said, change clothes of any color but not red. If you’re happy that your husband is dead, at least have the little decency to the children of your dead husband. To my mind, perhaps she was celebrating because she already owned everything my father left. She was gone and nowhere to be found since.