February 25, 2007, Sunday

Tonight, I took time to watch the Oscar Academy Award presentation, which I have not watched for quite a few years, partly because I did not like some of the messages the entertainment industries conveyed.

Started from the very beginning to the end, it was about the dream coming true. The host’s dream came true, the nominees’ dream came true, and the winners’ dreams came true…

Funny enough, from the beginning, my first reaction was that my dream also came true, but a bad dream, actually, the worse nightmare every parent could ever have, the most dreadful dream, my child died.

Actually, for each nominee’s dream to come true, there would be four others’ dream did not come true. And that is life.

It’s inevitable that bad dreams would come true, and good dreams do not. And that happened to me all the time, and the same with everybody else in the world (you may choose the perspectives and deny that, but that do not change the reality).

Being hurt so much by my dream being shattered, the most logical way and natural response seems to be that don’t dream anymore, or lower the expectation to the lowest level.

Some said unmet expectation is the source of the pain and hurt. Think about it. That is very true.

But, either the good dreams did not come true, or the bad nightmares did come true. They were just the dreams on earth, which do not have eternal values.

We should dream a bigger dream, no matter how many earthly dreams were shattered.

I have a dream and I have been assured by my creator that it will not shatter, is the hope in the next life, the dream to be with my creator, my savior, and my daughter Lydia, who left us really early.

And that is the best dream I have, much better than winning an Oscar (or a Nobel prize), whose glamour will past, and everybody would face the death sooner or later.

With the best dream kept in my entire life, then I, therefore, could have the strength to endure any worse nightmares coming true or good dreams shattered…