Everything Everywhere All at Once
With our one month-old in a stroller, we entered the elevator behind a woman carrying a potted flower and groceries. After the doors closed, she smiled and leaned over to look at our daughter's face and asked how old she was. We told her and then she sighed and said, "I have one daughter, a seventeen year-old. She just turned on me. You have about that long before they turn on you."
"What a good run!" I said.
I had been wanting to rewatch this, and I'm so glad I followed that love. This movie gives me hope.
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