Saturday 5 January 2013

Field of dreams

Daddy and I were watching the film "Field of Dreams" this morning and we both cried in some scenes. It is a story about a corn farmer who could hear voices. The voice told him that if "he builds a baseball field he will come". And when he did build the field, the ghosts of some players started playing there. The catch of the film for me was when he saw his father among the players. As a young kid, him and his father used to play catch and then suddenly when he turned 14, he refused to play catch with his father again. Then he went away and when he came back, his father was gone and he wasn't able to say sorry to him. So, when he saw his father's ghost, they played catch. That scene made me cry. 

Then I started daydreaming again. How I wish I could hear voices too, and I hope that the voice will ask me to build a stage or a studio so you could come back and use it. Imagine if I see you playing the violin with other musicians who have passed away? Or paint in the studio with Ate Maningning or even Lolo Monet and other artists? How cool would that be? But one thing that I would like to do as well is to "ease the pain", just like in the movie when the voice told Ray (the main character) to do that. While Ray didn't know which pain of whom to ease, I am certain about mine. First of all I will ease your pain and Tatang's. It would be nice if you appear to Tatang so you can maybe play baseball (or anything), just like in the movie. I know when you were with us you really never played with him. It was more of you avoiding him than wanting to play with him. Besides, he never got to say sorry to you too when you left. I'm sure if he only knew that you were going to leave him soon, he would have asked for your forgiveness. So, I thought that the idea of the film is good. You know I can build a stage in our farm, or build a studio under one of our mango trees in the field? Just let me know and I will do it for you. And I am hoping that when it happens, you will get to speak to Tatang and play with him. Hayyyy, how I wish movies happen in real life. It would be so lovely to see you and speak to you again. I'm sure Mama and Inang would really love that.

Well, I guess I'll just have to keep on dreaming that one day we'll get to see you play the violin and paint again. I know you can't stay with us anymore, but even just to see you would be really good.

We miss you loads and we love you so much. Please visit us soon.


Mommy Tintin


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