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to marry or not to marry
A chapter in the book The Corona saga
Broken hope
by Iza Deleanu
Marriages on the brink of extinction, that is what Coronella brought us! Last Sunday at church I just heard about another separation: a family with 3 kids. This is outrageous! Now we are forced into the prison of our houses for at least another month. I know, we at least have a house. Ms. Coronella we kind of do need a house because here winter is more than 6 months. We can add new victims to the divorce rate, also an increase in reporting of domestic violence incidents.
Coronella is to blame, or maybe is something wrong with us. I think we forgot how to love with our souls. I don't know how, but our love has become so materialistic: the bride wants the biggest diamond from the store, the kids' love is bought with expensive presents, and the old parents ensure that their children will visit them in a hope of a materialistic recompense... in a will somewhere.
This is going to be the saddest Christmas ever: no church service, far away from our families and seriously who cares about the presents? I don't even have a Christmas tree. Like my friend was saying: "what if someone sneezed on the tree, do you know how much Coronella can you get if you take that tree into your house?"
So, yeah, thank you Coronella for another beautiful gift: we are drowning in our selfishness! We are not kind to each other, and we will have turned against another! "Look, Mr. Policeman, my neighbors broke the curfew and brought home a... new born baby. They say is their daughter, but we know they have just a son!"
Coronella is to blame, or maybe is something wrong with us. I think we forgot how to love with our souls. I don't know how, but our love has become so materialistic: the bride wants the biggest diamond from the store, the kids' love is bought with expensive presents, and the old parents ensure that their children will visit them in a hope of a materialistic recompense... in a will somewhere.
This is going to be the saddest Christmas ever: no church service, far away from our families and seriously who cares about the presents? I don't even have a Christmas tree. Like my friend was saying: "what if someone sneezed on the tree, do you know how much Coronella can you get if you take that tree into your house?"
So, yeah, thank you Coronella for another beautiful gift: we are drowning in our selfishness! We are not kind to each other, and we will have turned against another! "Look, Mr. Policeman, my neighbors broke the curfew and brought home a... new born baby. They say is their daughter, but we know they have just a son!"
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