While I agree that life is precious, I cannot agree that whatever happens in life is as it should be. People who have not had a good time in life would generally agree with me. For example, while growing up in New York I became acquainted with several people who survived Hitler's death camps. In discussing their unhappy fates most of them said their ordeals had been so bad and their memories so haunting that they wish they had not survived what they went through.
As for me, I survived years of tortious child abuse at the hands of my alcoholic and neurotic mother. To this day I still cannot understand how I survived my childhood. About a year before she died I told her how lucky she was that she could commit all those crimes against me at a time when child abuse laws were not enforced. I told her that with today's legal standards, if I had children and abused them half as badly as she did to me, I'd be in jail on a charge of attempted murder. I won't be more specific about my childhood ordeal but can assure you that it was worse than anything you can imagine.
While everyone is certainly entitled to their opinion, you'll never get me to believe that everything that happens in life is as it should be. No offense intended but had you gone through Hitler's death camps or a tortured childhood you would dismiss such a thought as nothing more than idealistic delusionalism.