Thoughts Upon Watching The Most Recent Little Women

I just finished watching Little Women, the more recent one. Oh, now my heart.

The 1995 one was very dear to me, and watching this one made me remember when I saw the old one-what life was like then and how different it is now.

I’m also watching it with the eyes of a mother, and the eyes of someone who has now seen 25 years pass. It’s bittersweet, and I cried ugly when Beth died.

After, I came to bed and found a play necklace my little girl’s made. She’s growing up too fast, you guys. (Now comes the part when I say all the trite things I never wanted to say. This is what you do to me, kid!) I’m trying to savor all of it. Life passes so fast. I don’t want to just be mournful about how quickly it goes: Cohiba says, “it’s better than the alternative.”

🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

But he is right.