A Reflection on The Music Child

The Music Child
Alfred A. Yuson
(1991)



I never believed that the older people get, the more they know how to deal with the things that come their way. Older people tend to complicate things, they tend to seek the deeper meaning of this, which is not bad at all, but sometimes, things are not to be overanalyzed all the time. Some things in this life are simple; the answers to most of our problems are often given to us, laid down in front of us.

I admire children when they talk to each other, they see the world as something so pretty and something so beautiful, they appreciate what some of us don’t and yes, they seem to have all the answers. Children share, adults rarely do, children tell the people they love that they appreciate them, adults have a great deal of a hard time doing this. I can’t seem to reconcile why adults have to let go of some good habits when they grow up. Those little habits keep peace reigning. I am not saying that adults are responsible for the chaos and the turmoil, it’s just that, adults seem to have forgotten what joy it brings to just keep things simple, forgive and forget, give and take. Simple. These habits will keep our world spinning for us.

A Reflection on The Ghost

The Ghost
Connie Jan Maraan
(1990)



This story got me thinking: if I were to die right here and right now, what would my unfinished business be? Well, probably a lot. I have to complete a couple of subjects, I have to get my transcript of records from UPLB, I have to see my mom and tell her that I love her so much, I have to be able to kiss Marius, and I have to settle some scores with some of my friends.

The most serious unfinished business that I have would probably sound a little mushy and a little corny but it is of a love not told. I currently like someone very much---not in a romantic way (oh, well, yeah, maybe in a romantic way, but moreover…) but I am fonder of being with this someone than fantasizing about me and him getting married. If I would die now, I would probably volunteer to be his guardian angel, I would watch him from above, and just be with him as much as I want to, though he might never know it, it is okay with me. I am more like a martyr than a lover who fights for love. I am more likely to get contented loving a person silently, I have complications.

"You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true. "

(Marideth Grey, Grey's Anatomy)

My fairy tale's over. I didn't have the happy ending i was hoping for. I prayed hard for each magical moment to last, but like what other people always say, good things never last. It is time to let go, time to snap back to reality and time leave the world of make believe. Life is not always fair. Life may be such a pain in the ass. I am ready to let go, not because i want to, but because I have to. i don't want to hurt anybody. Love can be very choking sometimes. I probably love too much, i probably give too much. Maybe it's time i give myself the love i deserve. Maybe it is time that i step out of the shadows of the people i call for help. Maybe it is time to stand on my own. They won't always be around. At the end of the day, i will be responsible for what my life has become. maybe it is just fitting that i make the most out of it.