Last weekend, at a gathering, i met up with my friends. It has been very long since we kept in contact, everyone was busy with their life and so this session was indeed a good get-together.
While chatting with one of them, i realized that something sad has happened to her recently. She was carrying an unhealthy baby and was forced to deliver the poor premature child in the first trimester. It was her first child. Although she was still putting up a forced smile thru the conversation, i could feel and sense her sadness. This experience seems to weigh down alot on her mentally.
The least i could do was to lend her my listening ears. In fact, i thought it was good for her that she has passed the grieving stage and opened up to accept the truth by sharing her experience.
Some motivated comments i made(which i seriously think was too general) was much appreciated from her. That is where i realised that she was actually looking for some comfort in the conversation.
I actually did somehow get affected by this. Each and everyday we complain and get so affected with tiny issues that we try to do silly little things to get the attention. Compared to these people who had gone thru such ordeal, we should feel embarrass. Is it because we are just too fortunate? She is not the first case that i heard of, there was another friend of mine whom after 7 months of pregnancy, realised that the baby had to be removed due to position of the baby somehow weighing down on the mother's kidney. The mother was devastated delaying each an everyday to remove the baby at the risk of her health.
For those who has and always wanted a child and got a healthy baby, they should treasure this little gift from God and seriously give them the best attention. I guess that is the reason for having a baby too right?
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