As I write, I’m teary-eyed watching this three Filipina ladies in Japan being interviewed by Pia Arcanghel over ‘Balitanghali’-GMA News TV, my heart really melt seeing them caught in the middle of this nuclear radiation dilemma, although they look alright, the anxiety that they are feeling really jolt me out, can’t do anything but beg for their safety. Glad this GMA news team mediates to rescue them.
Anyway, this post is not actually about these radiation-torn ladies, but about my nostalgia post hosted by Rose of Nostalgic Marveling, its quiet hard to shift subject with a heavy heart…. But nonetheless those who are not directly (as of today) affected by this nuclear threat have to go on with their lives.
Had I been wed today, I would certainly decide for a three-person wedding ceremony, that’s me, my husband and the officiating officer. But I wonder why this marriage ceremony is one of the celebrated rituals of human society, sorry about my feminist thinking, but to me marriage is just a piece of paper, the very spirit of this union is actually how each party reciprocate respect and value each one’s opinion and in the cases where you have kids, mutual responsibility to raise these children and not a burden to keep a marriage in one piece even if it hurts the other.