It’s raining so hard, you can’t see anything except whites everywhere. You can’t see the coconut trees, all whites.
A girl is standing in the middle of the coconut orchard, wearing a blue skirt and a white shirt. Barefoot. She’s soaking wet, scared and doesn’t know where to go.
Someone called her. She looked around but can’t find the owner of the voice that is calling her.
The thunderstorm just struck again and it echoed the entire orchard, you can feel how strong it was. It feels like the earth is going to open and swallow her. She’s frightened, lost and alone.
Elena…. Elena… Echoed a deep, husky voice.
She squinted a second when she opened her eyes, she saw a man standing a few meters away. The familiar figure is now pacing towards her.
He grabs her hand. “Let’s go, baby, come with me. It’s dangerous out here!”
Elena hesitated. She stiffened actually!
In a whisper, she said “Dad, but you were already dead!”
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Me – staring blankly at my computer screen, listening to a song that is playing on my Spotify.
A glimpse of the past suddenly runs through my thoughts and it made me smile and then a tiny giggle. It is so funny how music brings back memories, it made you stop in a moment and savor the feelings of being in the past again, even for a second.
I closed my eyes.
Years has passed and you realized, no matter how painful the past and how strong the feeling was, the music never brings it back, only the memories…
The feelings just faded.
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I just lost my job recently, a job I thought would last a lifetime, something I cared for and loved with all my heart. It breaks me into small pieces.
My son, saw me crying silently at my desk.
“Mama, what’s wrong?”
I’m sad. I said.
“No, you cannot be sad”
“I love you Mama” and he showered me with kisses.
How lovely and sweet.
He is right, I can’t be sad. I have him.
So.. To light up my moment and get this heaviness out of my chest.
I said, “I want to go to the moon, would you like to come?”
“Mama, we cannot go to the Moon!”
Why not? I could ride a bike to fly to the moon!
Irritated now and almost a shout “Nooo…. You can’t ride a bike to the moon, it can’t fly and the moon is too far. You need a spaceship, we don’t have that. And… and… You need a space suit and you don’t have one. And you can’t leave me here and Tatay (Dad), we need to stick together.”
My son is five years old.
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