The night before my mom left to go back home, we watched All About My Mother—a film that starts by breaking your heart and then becomes a meditation on life’s ability to regrow and rejuvenate.
It occurred to me that, like a TV series, life is made of episodes. My mother leaving is the end of one. But there’s always another episode.
Actors come and go.
The show goes on.
We are all Almodóvar.