It was blistering hot that Wednesday afternoon and its been a week since the laundry was ready for ironing and all I could do was stare at the pile of clothes slowly accumulating at one corner of my bedroom. My goodness it was definitely becoming an eyesore not to mention my husbands’ whining over his missing boxers or his favorite shirt and pants that he haven’t seen for over a week now since he last wore it. Well, its all in there at that corner of my bedroom and I couldn't run away from it no more. I had to do something and while contemplating over the matter and trying to find an excuse not to do the ironing that afternoon because it was really very hot, I decided to turn on the radio to help me get in the mood only to find myself watching the movie MAMA MIA. Quickly I settled in front of the TV with an ironing board and a basket full of clothes desperately wanting to be ironed, folded and put away.The story started with a very memorable song being played in the background and from what I can remember, my older sister Patricia used to sing that song when I was still a kid. ("I Have a Dream").
I have a dream, a song to sing To help me cope with anything. If you see the wonder of a fairy tale. You can take the future even if you fail. I believe in angels, Something good in everything I see believe in angels, When I know the time is right for me, Ill cross the stream - I have a dream.
Then suddenly I find myself standing in front of a mirror in our old house in Tacloban looking very much like someone from the future. I was back home and it felt so real I can even taste the salty air. The weather was cool and windy and I can see the coconut leaves swaying from a distance. I was home and from the looks of it nothing has changed. The floor was shinny and somebody must have polished it before I arrived. My mother hated it if the floor isn’t polished before she comes home from work at 3 pm. The wall was still pink the way my older brother John wanted it and no he isn’t gay, he just wanted the wall pink that’s all. The furniture was arranged properly and it had that same old squeaking sound once you sit on it because it was made of bamboo. I was home and I couldn't’t believe it and for a moment I was convinced that it was real.
Mommy, what are you watching? mommy cartoons..mommy toys…it was my daughter Ysabel talking to me and as I was staring at her blankly I realized that she looked very much like me when I was a little girl and she pretty much acted like me too. I just hope she doesn’t make the same mistakes as I did when I was young.
As I continue to watch the movie, my daughter quickly settled on the bed and watched the movie with me after all just like mommy, Ysabel loves to watch musicals too.
I have a dream, a song to sing To help me cope with anything. If you see the wonder of a fairy tale. You can take the future even if you fail. I believe in angels, Something good in everything I see believe in angels, When I know the time is right for me, Ill cross the stream - I have a dream.
Then suddenly I find myself standing in front of a mirror in our old house in Tacloban looking very much like someone from the future. I was back home and it felt so real I can even taste the salty air. The weather was cool and windy and I can see the coconut leaves swaying from a distance. I was home and from the looks of it nothing has changed. The floor was shinny and somebody must have polished it before I arrived. My mother hated it if the floor isn’t polished before she comes home from work at 3 pm. The wall was still pink the way my older brother John wanted it and no he isn’t gay, he just wanted the wall pink that’s all. The furniture was arranged properly and it had that same old squeaking sound once you sit on it because it was made of bamboo. I was home and I couldn't’t believe it and for a moment I was convinced that it was real.
Mommy, what are you watching? mommy cartoons..mommy toys…it was my daughter Ysabel talking to me and as I was staring at her blankly I realized that she looked very much like me when I was a little girl and she pretty much acted like me too. I just hope she doesn’t make the same mistakes as I did when I was young.
As I continue to watch the movie, my daughter quickly settled on the bed and watched the movie with me after all just like mommy, Ysabel loves to watch musicals too.
Then came the part when Donna Sheridan (Meryl Streep) is ecstatic to reunite with old friends and former Donna and The Dynamos bandmates, wisecracking author Rosie (Julie Walters) and wealthy multiple divorcee Tanya (Christine Baranski), and reveals her mystification at her daughter's desire to get married. The very moment the girls reunited at that small port of Kalokairi and the cheering, laughter and dancing at the sight of true friends you haven't seen for such a long time pierced my heart so badly for I also miss my friends from home.
Its really different when you know a person your entire life because even if you haven't seen each other for the longest time and when you do you instantly have that connection no matter what happened to both of you since then. I have a friend whom I haven’t seen in years. She is a dear friend and I owe her a lot. One day I just received a call from her that she was in town and she wanted to see me with old pals and I couldn't’t believe how much she has changed and how matured and sophisticated she has become and yet we are still friends and she still accepts and understands me for who I am and I'm very grateful for that.
Donna (Meryl Streep) dumbfounded to find herself face to face with the three former lovers she could never forget ("Mamma Mia"), and is adamant that they cannot stay. She confides in Tanya and Rosie ("Chiquitita") a secret she has kept from everyone — she is uncertain which of the three men is actually Sophie's father. Tanya and Rosie rally her spirits to the tune of ("Dancing Queen").
Not only did the songs mama mia, chiquitita and dancing queen remind me of people, places and wonderful memories of friends, family and childhood but at this point the movie really made me cry and I could hear myself sobbing while trying to iron my husbands pants. Oh my, I'm sure I looked really stupid that very moment. What a funny sight! hahahaha…and my daughter who was watching the movie with me was beginning to worry about me crying. I guess that’s what happens when you are starting to get older you are becoming more and more sensitive and sentimental.
Tanya and Rosie reminds me of the yasuys. I wonder if we will have the same exciting reunion if ever we will see each other again… I hope we will…I'm sure we will…singing and dancing just like in the movie. But of course life isn’t like that. Who am I kidding…friendship is not all about happy memories there are sad memories too but of course if you were true friends then you just accept the person whoever she is and whatever she has done in the past. Which makes me wonder…before if I needed to speak my mind or vent out my feelings, I talk to a friend but now I just write my thoughts in my blog. WHERE EVER did my friends go? Its sad but its reality.
Finally, Donna confesses to Sophie that her father is present but he could be any of the three candidates, whom Sophie now admits to having invited. The three men concur that they would be quite happy to be one-third of a father for such a girl as Sophie.
Although I cannot relate to Donna for having a very colorful love life to the point of not knowing who the father of her daughter is, but I would like to salute her for being every inch a woman. In the story Donna fell in love and had a broken heart after another. She practically raised her daughter all by herself and she never gave up and was always head strong and supportive of her daughter Sophie. What a fantastic woman she is and the movie was a happy ending for her...Would it be for me?
That's another story, but as for now...I have to just take it easy.
MAMA MIA!
darn..still not finished ironing until this very moment.
