Kitchen Healthversation

Hey darling,

I hear your wedding invites are out. Yeah! Frenzo told me you’re getting married soon, and I’m super excited. Congratulations sister.
I’m no snitch, but I know the genotype story too; she said it’s you and bro Jose’s big secret- AS marrying AS.

Marriage is a beautiful thing, and I wish you the best of it, honestly.

One thing I don’t wish you, though, is the pain and regrets accompanying intentionally making babies who are genetically exposed to frequent hospitalization.

I don’t wish you’d be selfish to choose love over life. Two beautiful things that go well together shouldn’t be in the boxing ring- they shouldn’t contradict.

I know you said your love is enough, and this genotype thing is for people who are not staunch in faith. I hope you’re rich in love enough to accept companionship wholly without attaching strings of reproduction. I hope you both are willing to visit a family planning specialist and make the right decision. I hope you consider other possible options for reproduction other than the traditional ways or at least consult specialists who would guide you through the process if reproducing becomes a thirst. I want to believe this journey will not turn into your first experiment of faith in God. You know, I believe in God, at least more than I believe the ‘our love is enough’ facade, that one fades like it never existed.

Finally, I genuinely pray one of you summons the courage to serve the other this overdone breakfast. Killjoy right? That’s a glimpse of what those innocent cuties will think of you each time they go through that pain.

To women all over the world trying in their own circle; small or big to change the status quo, you are loved. Posterity will record you in good fate.
Life will be fair to you and the people you love

You will succeed!