So much that we take for granted...

I always look towards my blog as a way to vent out my feelings, frustrations, happiness, tears, anger...and today its all about sadness.
My colleague's only sister died this weekend; she was pregnant and due this week. Imagine coming to office on Monday and hearing this news as soon as you step in. When I got to know the details that she had labour pains in the night and didn't tell anyone, I was shocked, angry and sad. Should I direct my blame at her ( a girl who thought she could bear the pain) and ended up loosing her life and her unborn child's? No, I just cannot. How was she supposed to know? It must have been her first and unless you've gone though childbirth before, you'd never know when it is time to stop waiting and rush to the hospital. In this time and era when women make a fuss for a little bit of pain, its unbelieveable that something like this can happen. Maybe she felt it wasn't time to go to the hospital just yet. :(
I don't want to go into the intricacies, but I want to focus on how much we take for granted. A birth is such a happy occasion, you do not expect to be mourning at the end of it all, do you? But the sad fact is, when things go without a hitch, we often tend to forget to raise our eyes and thank our heavenly Father for His grace and His blessings and for always looking over us. I've always wondered that wouldnt it be nice if only good things happened to us? We wouldn't have to be sad or angry or frustrated. But a rose is never without thorns, you'll have to deal with the pain as well as with the happiness. Only God can give us the courage, strength and peace to do so. My prayers for the grieving family...