bubbles

It was a calm night for my co-worker and I. Our little angels were sleeping soundly in the crib. Monitors and ventilators are beeping in a stable kind of way.  I was getting drowsy then she opened her story.  She is of different nationality.  Marriage to them is somewhat strange for me.. their parents choose their husbands(for females).. It should be of the same religion, culture, place of birth etc... her problem is she has someone she like very much..  her boyfriend.. both are willing to give up their relationship just to satisfy their families.. she ask my opinion...  I told her we are way too different in all kinds of things, beliefs culture .. especially marriage.. we can choose whether we want or don't want to get married.. personal choice... but one thing i can tell you, one friend of mine once said,  In the Bible... God made a man and a woman.. He did not say he made Christians, Muslims, Hindus etc... no specifics~~ it is a matter of personal choice and free will~~  Our choices are like bubbles.. once it pops .. we can't turn back.. you face all the consequences and you should learn ow to accept all of  them...

Our choices make us who we are ~~

i don't know why  want to publish her story here..

i just remember the bubble.. i did not expect this words from a friend who i thought was strange, i thought iws the only strange one, for once i realize she got a point when it comes to bubbles ^^