Don’t forget, when you look at an old person to remember that they weren’t always old. They were young at one time. Fashionable at one time. Attractive at one time. Probably way cooler than you at one time.
I had an argument with my father the day he left for work on Feb 23, 1983. I was 18. I left the house and went with my friends to go see "48hrs". He died of a heart attack at work that night. I never had the chance t say I was sorry. That would be the day I would relive.
But you can’t change the script. So you’d be reliving a very horrible, sad day. You should think back further of a good day you had with your father, because I’m sure that’s how he remembered you.
I think, if I were to relive one day, it would be that Saturday, sometime in July. In the moment, it was a pretty good day. The only thing particularly special about it then was that the girl I like drove 6 hours to be there. But, reflecting back on it, that was actually the last day when all of my best friends truly hung out. Since then we’ve all sort of drifted apart despite my best attempts at keeping us together. I know no one will give this comment a second thought but I decided to write it just to be nostalgic about that time. I miss those people. I’d really like just one more day with them all.
@@matchington1148 yh it's really meaningful. I know you didn't mean it like a poem but it's very close to one. It could really be an amazing deep emotional poem. Your text really made me think. Think about life and my friends and my girlfriend and my family. I'm only 17 but I can already feel myself getting older and drifting away from childhood. I really just wanna be a kid again. I want it so bad. Back then when I had no worries or deep thoughts. I just went out with all my friends and hit each other with sticks or played football or lit fires.
@@matchington1148 had our own gang of friends. We were real close but I guess we weren't "that" close. I guess they just weren't the type of people that were good for me and my older brother. The group consisted of me, my older brother, Daniel, Dylan, Ross, Dean. Ross and Dean were two brothers. They were kinda bad you know. I didn't mind at the time but my parents didn't even want us hanging out with them. Daniel was real nice and real sporty. We all were sporty. My older brother.... I've no words 😂. Dylan...... Dylan mmmm. He was crazy I guess. He was a really crazy guy always looking for the thrill and basically an adrenaline junky who likes doing bad things. This was us, this was our gang. Eventually my family had to move away into a new place cause the owner kicked us out of our old apartment. That's how it all died out. Daniel was like 14 and Dylan and my older brother were 13 while I was 11. They all went to different schools afterwards and we just stopped hanging out.
@@matchington1148 I really wonder how they're all doing now. Ross, Dean, Daniel. But Dylan..... He is no longer. He went missing last January and he's been gone a year now. Only his bike was found in the sand dunes by the beach. Its really sad. I wish I could just know what happened to him. I can't even imagine what his family are going through. Look I'm sorry, I know you didn't ask for all of this. A huge story. I just wanted to share mine because it means so much to me. If you read it all, thank you so much. God bless
When I was a little boy around 10 or 12 i used to visit an older man up the street. He was a retired doctor, and when i would come in his back yard he was either reading a book sitting in his green wooden adirondack , or working in his garden. He loves rose bushes. He would always stop what he was doing and give me his undivided attention . Talking to him through the years, I listened and learned about so many subjects. I used to wonder how he knew so much. I guess because asking questions, he was so willing to talk to a young lad like me and take the time to explain things. From the time I was a child, I have always enjoyed hearing the life experiences of those older than me. Now I am a man of 68, not in the best of health, however I look back and am grateful for the knowledge bestowed on me as a child. I am a better person for all of that.
That was wonderful to read. So if you could go back to one day, perhaps it would be a day with him? I'm 61, and I thought I might go back to childhood.
Thank you for this....if we would all take a chapter out of this book...I am 50 Now, and it seems like so long ago, I was young in high school, jotting down dreams. I often now, speak and listen to my elders, as yourself, they are walking history books living... to learn from them and just listen to their advice is pure gold.
This also takes an interesting stance on if we even WANT to relive ANY moment. We are different people, we have retrospection, we know what we would do differently and we would try to do something differently. We would never follow a script. We would throw in extra “I love you”s that never happened, extra kisses, tears, that break the script. We don’t want to re-live, we want to re-do.
Idk, I definitely would be happy simply reliving the one day im thinking of. Just me and my gf lying in bed all day, and going out to dinner that night. I miss her so much now that we're back in school and so far away, I would be more than happy to just be there again.
Not really sure this is about reliving a memory at all. Reliving a memory is the script he was supposed to follow, literally and figuratively. He broke the rules by creating a new memory, one that he wanted at the end his life, not the one he was stuck with in life, he changed the script and died in that field with his love in his arms, not with the awful memory of her death.
He didn't died on the field with his wife. What happened is that he broke the rule, he chosed to use that last opportunity to kiss his wife on the field.
I'm 60, and I lost my parents at 19. I have often wanted to go back as a child, not to relive a moment, but to observe them as people, not just through a child's prism of "Mom" and "Dad." I think I would learn a lot about them that way. :-)
Imagine yourself at old age. With white hair and wrinkled skin. When your body is worn out and you've lived many days without second thought. You close your eyes and think of the past when you were younger years ago. What it must be like. What it must feel like. A part of you wishes you could go back. The memories. That feeling. With eyes closed you imagine yourself in a room with a familiar sensation. Your body feels different.. You open your eyes and you are here as you are right now. Look around the room. At yourself. What just happend? Young again . Boom you just went back in time.
I do this all the time. Especially when my babies are difficult to get to sleep. I imagine them grown and gone. Put myself there, and then come back and cuddle them close.
I was 13 years old. Every day would take the same bus, at the same time to school. My classes started at 10:30 but I would leave my house at 7:00. The reason why I would leave early is I lived my with my abusive father at the time so i would leave before he woke up. Anyways one day, i notice this girl on the bus, I remember the first time I made eye contact, the first time she smiled at me. I panicked and just run to back of the bus. Everyday was like that . She would always sit at the front and as soon as I get on , that eye contact, that smile. It was the highlight of my day. I remember an old man that used to commune with us that I sat next to one day whispered to me "why don't you get over there sit next talk her". It's the end of the year. One day she is no longer on the bus. I would arrive two hours earlier wait for the buses to pass and check if she riding on one of them. Maybe her schedule change, maybe she moved. There would be days were I would skip school and wait at that bus stop to see if she would be on one of them. Nothing. If I could go back it would be to one those days. To get a closure. Sit next to her. Ask her name. Ask her out. As the years go I think of her less and less but sometimes I wonder, what could've been, if she thinks about me. I imagine where she could be and doing. Is she happy. I swear my heartaches so much, I'd wish it was torn out of me. Even right now writing this, all these memories that i had buried coming back.
A smile is sometimes the best gift we can give to another… She gave you that gift…at a time you needed it most. The universe is full of love… and its' more beautiful than we can imagine. Give thanks everyday for the gift of her presence. Hope the very best for her wherever she is… The universe will answer back in special ways… Thank you for sharing your story… Remember to pass on the gift of her caring eye contact and smile with others you may meet that may need a reassuring smile and a connection of care...
Try for everything. Hell I've dated store clerks that ive managed to make laugh or have good conversations with. Try everything you can cause you never know. I remember a cute girl I use to work with, she had a soft almost mousey voice. The kind of voice that sometimes cracked when she raised her voice from the subtle whisper she would normally have. She had the cutest round glasses that held her blue eyes like paintings at a museum, and a button nose that just seemed unreal. She was thin as a rail but still had the features a man wanted, a cute lil butt and medium sized breasts. I thought she was cute so I helped setting up her table and my coworkers tables each day. Even helped on my breaks with everyone cause I wanted to be a crew lead. We did demos. I'll never forget after she quit and left that I was upset I never asked her out. A few months later a coworker asked why we never dated. "Shes out of my league." I said. My coworker some lady I dont remember told me. "She thought you were the kindest man who wanted to help everyone. She first thought you only helped her but when she saw you help everyone else she thought you were just nice and a man that nice must already have a woman to make him happy." I lost my chance because the girl I crushed on thought I was already with someone....you can lose even if she likes you to but you say or do nothing. You see a pretty girl. Make some conversation. Hell with this virus its easier then ever. I commented on masks, I show off my bandana that makes me look like some old timey bank robber or something. Dont ever miss the moment. Remember life is you saying you deserve it. You deserve everything you work to achieve. If you want her make her yours and if willing, she'll make you hers. Still its the girls you fall in love with....that break you
Poor guy lived his whole life in regret of that day where he lost the love of his life. He finally got a chance to relive that day just to find out he couldn't save her. So he decides to change it and live one last precious minute to die in her arms.
@@SelfImprovement1111 he left her at the dance hall. there must have been an accident he wanted to relive the day it happened....but change it to have a different memory it's clear that he has been haunted by that day all his life
Sorry but how do you know that? Some people actually love hatred, some people don’t. Some people will just think: im about to die. The point is that you wrote this was a good message to people to stop doing bad things. - confused 2019 Like you’r comment.
I'm 47 and it's become scarier to me as I age. When you're young, death is intriguing because it so far away. It's different for each individual I suppose.
I would relive Christmas day when I was 10 years old, I remember waking up to my mom saying Marcos, Marcos wake up it's Christmas, so soft and beautiful I remember her voice and waking up to see her face to face with me her curly hair that smelled of rain hair spray and her freckles on her face god I miss you mom.
She must have been a great mom for you to remebwr evry single detail about her! I hope one day, my sons will remember me fondly :) wish you the best and stay safe!
What many people fail to take into consideration, especially family members, that when an elder dies, it`s not just the person who dies, but also a whole way of life and history goes with them.
I'm sure somebody could make a great 2-hour movie with the same concept, without mucking it up. Personally, I think it needed 5 more minutes, since I wasn't completely satisfied with the ending (may be alone, here).
Old Bilbo Baggins at very start of video! I'm calling it! Edit: Oh damnnn booiii (We'll meet again) that's like my favourite old song... well almost. I like Mr. Sandman more.
Same I’m 19 and I hate the thought of aging. I’m not really bothered by death, I’m more bothered by the passing of time. The fact that so many people I know and love now may be dead once I’m old. My grandparents, my parents, old friends, my younger siblings...they all could be gone in the future. The thought of being alone is just terrifying
I was 20 as well...in 1999. The last 20 years have went by so fast, but so slow at the same time. I got married, had two kids. Lost my father and other loved ones. Lost friendships, gained new ones as well. Life is a story. Enjoy the chapters...all of the details. But never dwell on the past, keep moving forward as the story is always changing. Stay safe.
you can be sad and misreble when you are 85 on your deathbed but until then do whatever makes you happy and dont think about old age and ruin being young.
youre going to grow old no matter what so stop stressing about it and make sure you regret as little things as possible so older you can appreciate younger you
...I would somehow like to believe...that at the end when the lady cut the reel...she realised that he had gone beyond the 'program', that his love really did hear him...and cutting the reel was letting him go back to that time....and relive it differently.
Perhaps. I think he did what he felt he had to do. The programmed day seemed like torture and intrusive with another person involved. He matured and evolved and had a message he wanted to deliver to Rose (whether she actually heard and understood it is another story) which he did, thus he ended satisfied. He created meaning for himself.
15 years ago my brother came in town, we went fishing and that evening we would go downtown to have beers. It was a great Saturday that I will always remember but it would be that last time I saw him alive as he took his life two weeks later on April 11th. I wish I could of told him that leaving us would be terrible for our family, that it would devastate us for years to come and maybe he would still be here. I can't change what happened but if I could relive that day I would give him hug and tell him that I love him. I'll see you again bro and you better not snag the big one until I get there!!
'I wish I could of told him that leaving us would be terrible for our family, that it would devastate us for years to come and maybe he would still be here'. so his decision had nothing to do with your family? your [family's] conscience is clean? that's tough. but in most cases the reasons for drastic steps like taking one's own life are rooted deep within one's past.
@joe mcafro - similar situation in our family. I would give ANYTHING to try to ease his pain, so he would not have suicided. Our family will NEVER be the same. Every day he is remembered with grief and unending sorrow. I am so very sorry for your loss.
For those, who liked this concept a lot, I highly recommend a Japanese film "After Life" (1998). The only difference is that relive a certain moment and not a day. This is probably the film they were looking up to creating this one. And that film is beyond good.
This hit me hard, My husband is 79 I'm 54 he is losing ground and one day he won't be here and I'm terrified never thought I'd ever truly love anyone or be loved by anyone. 28 years I could not pick a day. They all have been so wonderful.
@Abhiroop das I was 24 and he was 49 when we met. We've been together 28 yrs but got married almost 5 yrs ago, we waited for it to be legal. Our age difference is the same as my mom and dad. No issues. For the record I chased him.
He must be a lovely man to be with, huh? The age gap I don't really care so long as both sides are consenting and love eachother very much, which clearly you both do. I hope you both stay happy forever, it's really sweet how you cannot choose a day the 28 years you've been together, I find that really heartwarming.
@@kaya6940 I am 62, and I have been blessed to have found it twice. Don't give up. Live your life. Do what makes you happy. You'll find yourself with that special person. I can't tell you when that will happen, but it will.
He was told to stay on script and just embrace re-living the memory he chose to re-live however she in fact did hear him bcuz when he went against the original script of his memory & said he was sorry for not leaving the dance hall with her, she then went off script too saying “sorry for what?” “What dance hall?” ❤️ What an Incredible love story!! ❤️
This short story is similar to the movie Source Code. He relives his life in his head only. But when he deviates from the script that the operator is supposed to control, or the event that really happened in that day...The girl replied instead of the day rewinding. The operator dont know what happened I think, but I guess its the power of love that broke whatever laws of going back pervades. And so, the operator probably have an SOP to cut the reel when anomaly like this happen. So Joseph dies but his memory stays on that day and it lives on.
Reading some of the most beautiful comments I've ever had the honor of reading is hitting me in the feels REAL hard..so many lovely people sharing so many precious memories..I hope you all can re-live your happiest memories in your dreams and find peace and love in them.
Really true . This is the most beautiful and precious thread ive come across. It gives elder ones a moment to relive their memories with loved ones and younger ones to value the friends and family they have with them now.
@Marwa93 My previous statement said she was killed by a German bomb. I was incorrect. This is set after the war. @ the beginning, she is looking for her shoes. They are going dancing and he left her in the hall which caught fire.
@@hugglescake was she going that day ? How come she was like what dance hall ? ... she’s never been dancing ? At first I thought he went to hell , he has to relive the day she dies. But then he runs off with her and she cuts the film. Is the film his life ? But he died already. He went back in time and died at that moment in time?
@@ashevilletrainman6989 Trying to make sense of the nonsensical is useless. It's all imagination; just enjoy the ride, and try not to worry about the "crash" at the end. We all get there in different ways.
Was hoping the same, where perhaps he saved her life and the point at which he had the heart attack was transformed because his wife was still there to save him...
My grandfather was an incredibly eccentric man, an autodidactic genius who worked all around the world on all 7 continents. I never realized how special it was to have a grandparent like that, and I wish I had used that grand resource, probed that wealth of experience and knowledge. He was dying and I didn't go to visit him. I wish I could have told him how proud I was of him, written down his life story, I wish I could have told him what I had already accomplished, asked him about my doubts and my questions on life. I didn't even realize my mistake until years later, what a squandered opportunity, what an immense disregard for such an uncommon man I had when so many others had seen it. I would hug him tightly, and tell him how much I miss him, am mystified by him, and want to know of him. You never know what you have until it's gone. My child will know what they possess.
So I started watching this and at first I didn't really see what this was all about, but when I realised I know this story personally, th tears started slowly showing and I just... My late granddad went throught the same thing as this man at the beginning of this short film. My granddad Karl, born in 1925, was a farmer who fell in love with a young girl, Anna, he met as he traveled across the country to assist on a farm on the mainland. It took them a couple of years to fall in love, but they married in the late 40s and then moved to their own house after. I can't remember how many kids they got, but they got my dad in the 60s. In the mid-60s, they tried for another baby, and this time, it was a baby girl. They called her Anette. Unfortunately, Anette, my would-be aunt, died by accident when she was 3 years old. They were devastated. My grandmother Anne broke down with severe depression. My granddad kind of internalised it a great deal, I do think. I don't know if he got depression too. However, for my grandmother Anne, he loss of Anette was so traumatising for her that the severe stress as well as a couple of other health things, caused her to get untreatable blood cancer. They couldn't treat it in the mid-90s, so she died. My granddad lived about 24 years as a widow, until he died at 91 in March this year. He lost his child. He lost the love of his life. But if you'd see him just as of last summer, you'd never even guess it. Somehow, he processed it all in a way that didn't compromise his mental health. R.I.P Karl x
I would relive holding my sons when they were so little, when they would cuddle up with me and I would take in every bit of them, their soft skin, the smell of their sweaty hair, their precious voices saying "I love you Mommy". They are nearly grown now but I would love to just revisit one day with them as little ones.
This is by far the most beautiful Omeleto movie I've seen - superbly written and performed. If I understand well, he chose to relive the day he proposed to his wife and for all we know she died at some point afterwards. There are two close-ups of the wedding ring on the wall, which, in my opinion, is a clue that the proposal somehow led to her death. Could it be that she died the very day of the wedding, hence the reference to the dancing hall? This might explain why he breaks down when he is supposed to ask her to hang the painting onto the wall and therefore hint her to the ring? So, by avoiding that he also avoids the wedding, which would ultimately lead to her death, and instead chooses to spend the rest of his (after)life with her?
I think she definitely dies "in the dancing hall," or at the very least they divorce or something similar at that time. But I think that part of it is that his memory of the proposal is tainted by the knowledge that she will one day die. I don't think it necessarily has to be at the wedding, the ring just symbolizes the future, in which he knows she doesn't live forever. He can't enjoy those happy joyful memories because they are overshadowed by the knowledge of future lost love. In the end, he learns to indulge in those happy memories, forgetting the depressing future and just allowing himself to be happy for the happy things.
I love to imagine that this (obviously), was a temporary afterlife, like before you actually die, like when you say "my life flashed before my eyes". By cutting the film, she made it that he would die at a moment where he was happiest (to see her again), instead of cutting the film after his love's death, dying in sorrow after reliving that awful moment.
Hi there @Azybra. I interpreted it as Joseph himself, not the projectionist, choosing to end his life (by changing the script) when he was happiest rather than reliving the loss of his lover.
My little girl, Millie Millie, passed away last july. She's a cat, but she was my daughter and always will be. She was an adventure kitty. She loved being outdoors and experiencing every single beautiful day that God had to offer. One day she was outside the fence, lying peacefully on the sidewalk, when a couple walked by with their German Sheperds. Somehow, the couple lost hold of the dogs, and they chased my baby across the street and into a neighbor's yard. She flew up an enourmous tree faster than I even knew cats could climb. The people were a bit apologetic, but I wasn't concerned with their half-hearted apology. I ran across the street to make sure that she was alright. She was, but she must have been 30 feet in the air! Before panicking and calling the fire dept. (because I know that they are busy heroes), I began to croon to her and told her that everything would be alright. I prayed to God that she would understand me and what I was about to do, and He certainly heard my prayer. (Just for visuals, the neighbor's yard was gated, so a cat could of course slip through, though I couldn't and wouldn't infiltrate someone else's property.) So as I stood there at the gate, I pointed to a branch and told Millie to descend onto it. She listened. Then I pointed to another. She obeyed. And I swear to you, every last branch that I pointed to, my little girl climbed upon. Little by little she climbed down, following my pointer finger and listening to my voice...before I knew it she had one immense jump (about 10 feet) left. (There weren't any branches left to descend.) I encouraged her to jump because I knew that she could do it! She did. She was safe. I held my hands out for her through the gate and she ran up to me for pets and I couldn't hold back the tears. She was safe. Thank God she was safe...and she and I were so connected and in sync that day...It still hurts so much to be without her. There's no other kitty like her. She was the most intelligent creature I have ever known... That's the day I would relive. I'm honestly not even sure what else I'd done that day, but just to hold her again would be so fulfilling. But she lived her life to the very fullest. She became a Grandmother just before she passed...she went on walks with my dog and I...my spouse and I were there when she first gave birth. She will always have a piece of my heart. I just wish that the trucker had seen her that evening that she passed...so that I could still be with her. Cherish every single moment that you have with your loved ones because you and yours deserve to live every single moment to the fullest. And thank you for reading my story. I hope that you find joy and peace in your lives. 💛
I wonder why this was recommended for me given I’m in my final years and full of regret. To watch those around you fade away is cruel. All my hero’s gone. All of them.
I would like to think i am half way through my life yet all my hero's are dead. I know its no consolation, but the meaning of life and the extraction of satisfaction from it has eluded the best of us. We have no idea where we come from, why we are here and where we will go, so i have learnt to go with the flow, as life is rather exacting and emotionless. I sincerely hope everyone finds peace of mind in the time we are here. Sending you love ;)
I hope you find solace in your final years. Hopefully I live long enough to one day be in your shoes. I envy the wisdom you must have after a long life. Perhaps sharing that with others will help you feel some sense of purpose in what you've experienced. I'd love some advice from an elder on how to live a better life.
Your words bring pain to my heart. I am deeply sorry that you feel this way towards the end. I hope you can find strength from within by making peace with your inner self, despite everything you've had to experience, especially the loss of your heroes. However, it is a conscious choice to be hopeless and to dwell in your regrets; please keep that in mind in every single moment you feel utterly alone or sad. In the end, the only hero left for each of us is ourselves, and that's much easier to accept when you strive to be the best version of yourself every single waking day and moment. I hope you can remember, appreciate, and honor the memories and lessons your heroes left you with, but I also hope you continue on to find your own inner appreciation and love for everything in this world, for your existence, and for simply being alive.
....Such a wonderful short story. It opened up an old wound in me however. I just remember the day we were to meet at the train station to head to the city for lunch and a movie. It was like something out of a love story; my god she was gorgeous, but equally bright and kind in heart. The kind of package we all dream about when conjuring the perfect mate in our mind. I remember getting to the station and walking down the stairs; there she was leaning against the column, with every guy casually walking about to take a peek or say something under their breath. She didn't notice me at first, so I kind of just stood there watching her. She was wearing this one piece black/red dress that fell between her knee and upper thigh with thigh-high stockings (was the fad then). Her hair was long and straight, but she had this one strand that fell and curled at the front of her ear. When she looked up and met my eyes, I swear time could have skipped a year and I would not have noticed. I never saw such a beautiful human being. We were together for next 4 years, but I was young and foolish then, got cocky and decided to test the waters. Ended up with empty relationships that equated to nothing more than physical experiences that did nothing for the mind/soul. We kept in touch despite all, and every time we spoke she always had the door open for me to come back, but one night she gave me the ultimatum; she would cook me dinner at her home and wait for my call, or I should go my way and walk out of her life. I made a choice and never called her back that evening and ended up going out with some chick I met at a club. A month passes and I finally realize what a complete ass I was and call her up to talk. I will never forget her response, almost verbatim after spilling my soul to her, after saying my name softly she continued " ..I gave you so many chances because I loved you and you have a good heart, but you seem lost. But, I met someone recently who has the same good heart but found his way and I am going to give him a chance". I never broke like I did that night, and I left off by telling her how much I loved her and thanked God for the experience of having her in my life to remember. I hung up the phone, I was at work on an overnight shift, and I sobbed for an hour straight, no shame. Life moves on and I eventually got married /divorced but have two great kids out of it and would still not change a thing. 14 years go by and I found her on a social media app, she was married and had a daughter, with the same guy she gave a chance to. In her late 30s, she still looked absolutely gorgeous. If I could relive one day in my past again, it would be that day at the train station...
That's how to make a movie! A lifetime in less than 14 minutes. Splendidly put together with exceptional actors, spellbinding music, brilliantly photographed, directed and edited.10/10.
Oh the genius cruelty to end this film, as I wept to relive the finest day of my life, The day my only son was born, as I watched, and I loved my wife as no other woman in the world, before or since. An old man weeping in front of his computer. How far have I fallen??????
You never fell, dear stranger. And even if you did, you never fell far. You have risen, stood firm and you did not conform to the android, ¾ semi-automated and robotic generation that has compelled much too many in this brain dead, half asleep generation we live in. To feel is not a weakness nor a disease to be treated.. to feel is the luxury that has seen so many lose in their pursue of the madness and confusion which their hearts have yet to comprehend n understand will be the utter end of the meaning of humanity n the unique complexity of being a human individual. Feel as much as you think, and think as much as you feel. - the spirit of a dead cat
@@tabbythehousecat5419 That film really touched me. Re live 1 day. Emotions are perception felt. I know real love, yet I'm alone, and joy is elusive. Thanks for your caring comment.
I'm 20 right now, so I'm sure my answer will change as I age, but if I died right now and had one day to relive it would be that sunny day in the fourth grade where during recess I went outside the school and I was the only one there. There was a nice breeze going and the sky was oh so blue, full of clouds. It was beautiful and I remember thinking at the time how nice of the day it was. Too nice to be spent inside doing school work. Well, I do just about anything to see that school again. To see that sky and sun again. To see my childhood friends and my mentor.
Imagine you relive to the worst of your day, the biggest regret that you have. Then you don't have power to change it, only following the "script". what a torture...
@Veiled Heat He hadn't proposed to her yet at that point, hence the ring on the nail and the script being him offering her to put the painting up. He chose to relive the day he proposed. Partner is a pretty good term for a significant other if girlfriend sounds too trivial.
@Veiled Heat She wasn't his wife yet though- as she hadn't been proposed to yet; and it's really irrelevant because the "partner" in the statement was more about the reader of the sentence and not the old man in the video.
I'm 55. I would relive the beautiful June day in 2009 that my precious granddaughter was born...healthy and crying up a storm. In 2008,my first granddaughter was stillborn at 30 weeks. Only silence then. Painful silence. I'm old enough now to know that we much cherish every day. I've lost both parents as well. Time goes faster and faster it seems the longer we are on this planet. Live life. Love. Don't have regrets,but rather learn from your mistakes. We all make mistakes. We are human. Smile.
i’m literally crying so much because the music and the imagery and the story and all of it was so heartbreaking but also beautiful, i don’t know why this was recommended to me but i’m glad it was
Hanno Beck Even middle aged businessmen cry all the time 🙂 It’s not as unusual as you may think 👍🏼 And thank God they do. Know why? Because it’s OK to be a man and still be tender and have emotions ☺️😉 Most women prefer their men to be this way...
My dad passed away 4 months ago and I can't begin to express how much it hurts everyday. I would happily relive the day before he passed away for all of eternity. This is the best thing I've seen in a long time. Too many losses I would like to relive the day before I lost them. Also, I'm not crying, you are. 😭
If given the choice, I would relive the days when my dad was young and strong. It hurts too much to see him old and frail. But I'll cherish every last moment I can with him, frail or not. 💔
If I could relive any day , it'd be the day I met the love of my life. Just to experience the awkward but warm hug we shared once again. She's left me now to see the world on her own now , and she'll never come back to me again. I just miss her
You cannot have a beautiful film without beautiful music. Just wonderful. Why don't you score motion pictures? You would be a natural in that realm. The acting, the music, the scenery, the editing, the costumes - top notch.
I would relieve an evening in London, New Year's Eve 1994 seeing in 1995 at Bagley's nightclub, a girl's name and number I did not get and I should, she was very possibly my future wife..i have not forgotten her in all those years..i fell in love in seconds. I would go back, get her number and live happily ever after..It still pisses me off..
Don’t dwell to much on it. I for example wish I can go back four years ago before I decided not to school and do my education. It’s been crap for me socially, mentally and so on. My anxiety is high and feel like deceived my self and my family. Only now I’m getting it done and it has required so much more effort and struggle. In that time of misery I have missed all what people my age do and for that I will regret, but I can’t change it, we can’t change the past. We only have the present which determines the future. Always be mindful of the future but enjoy your present as it is now what matters. You must surely be in your 50s which still gives you time, but don’t do what people at your age do and find women in their twenties. It has to be someone walking the same path.
If I would be that dying old man ,I want to have that day when my mother bathed me , she wore me new clothes, she would take me together for the park, she would feed me with her hands, & raise me as her doll ,that moment would be my satisfied moment of my life ,that I would want to relive ........
I cared for my dad when he was sick with a few types of cancer. He was 52 years old when he passed. I am 44 now. I got a call at work to get to my dads house as fast as I could. We had one car I didn’t have it. So I started walking. My wife was on the way already and I was on the phone with my aunt. He passed while I was talking to her and I felt like a failure cause I couldn’t run fast enough to see my on to the next life. I still carry that with me to this day. I miss him deeply I regret not being there. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to be there but my soul is damaged over not being there. I’m sorry dad.
I can relate ... my father was 51....died before i was a teenager, of cancer also.. I miss my pops also deeply. I can understand your regret, if you had no other means but walking, so fail you did not, you got the call and you went as fast as you could.The Lord allowed it to be as such, for a greater eternally humbling reason you will learn one day. Sorry to read, my sincere condolences.
@@aaronlorinchack1942 like the previous comment your dad knew youd be alright, knowing how much love and care you gave him he will forever be grateful.
I would relive a day with my twin brother when we were children at my grandparents we went swimming hard to believe it's been a year since he took his own life.
I'm sorry to hear that. I also lost my only sister to SLE exactly a year ago. May your twin brother find in his next life the peace and joy he didn't in this one.
Lovely film. I know he is gone now, but I have always liked Robert Hardy ever since his days spent playing Siegfried in All Creatures Great and Small. A great actor....Rest in Peace.
I don't blame him, i wouldn't want to relive a day knowing i had the power to make it my own and enjoy but a few hours with the love of my life in my prime years. Giving them one last meaningful kiss is worth far more than following a script that says you should.
What a beautiful film, cherish the time with the people you love most, tell them that you love them, tell them what they mean to you, don’t let it be too late. We always say we wish we could have just one more hug, one more kiss, one more time to say I love you, so do it while you can! Have amazing lives all of you reading this, be free, be daring, be kind, and don’t have any regrets! If you have a goal just go for it! I’d rather be a homeless man on the street who had reached for the stars than your average joe! Love you all and may we meet again :)
Robert Hardy. I am 21 years old and this man has been my favourite actor for as long as I can remember. Seeing him back on this channel makes me tear up since he died a few years ago. I can’t even explain what an impact this man has made on my dad and I. All creatures great & small. God would I have loved it to see this man in real life one time.
This short film just brings out so many feelings that many movies cant do, I just love everything about this the actors the music choice, the scene the color grading everything is perfect. I can't say enough good things about this I loved it.
I lost my dad when I was 14, I’d go way back, to a time before his depression was bad and before my parents had issues, I’d want to sit with my family and enjoy one last day with everyone together.
The most subtle psychological aspect of a human being's mind is presented very smoothly...I really appreciate the direction and the piece of writing too..
If I could relive a moment it'd be the first time I told my girlfriend I loved her. We were sitting on a tree about 5 feet off the ground watching the sunset go down. It was like a seen in one of those romance movies. She was smiling at the sky and we were holding hands and I looked at her and i said "i love you" and I was honestly really nervous and I said it on complete accident. I didn't even think about it. After I said it I said I was sorry. If I could go back, I'd want everything to be the same but this time I wouldn't apologize.
I´m just crying now. Everybody here we have very special memories like this one i guess.... because if not... we already dead.... so build up your life please, as you want and don´t let the fear stopping you from be the person you want to be and you want to be with, or you will regret for the rest of your entire life.
This already IS a real movie.. Just a short one. That's called a "Short" for a reason :) And imho, I don't think turning it in a full lenght movie would be good for the story.
*It is the glory of God to conceal the matter* This movie truly defines that we should never be able to live perfectly even if we are given a chance. Life isn't supposed to be perfect! It can be prosperous, beautiful but never repetitive!! Thank you lord that you made the rivers of our lives flow forward always! We truly appreciate what you have given us is a gift.
If I could relive one day it would be my wedding day. I have pictures of it I have memories of it. I would want to relive standing in front of everyone I’ve loved in my life that are no longer with me. Oh and seeing the love of my life turn the corner in her beautiful dress. Watching her take a deep breath as she turned towards me to walk down the isle. Feeling the butterflies as while she was walking towards me and seeing her beautiful face as she is holding back the tears. Both of us young not knowing what the future would hold but knowing we had each other. 23 years I made the right choice. There have been many great days in my life but that day will always be the day that meant more in my heart than all the others.
Oh, I'm not the only one. This is the EXACT ADVICE I gave to my daughters when their house was a mess, the kids were screaming, things were hard and they felt stretched too thin. Imagine that you're like your grandma (and now, me)...you hurt, you're ill, you've known grief and loss, you've learned hard lessons and have seen the gradual winnowing of chances to choose a new path, then...... step back...you've been given a gift, this day, when you were young and strong, when anything was possible, when you had everything before you, and know that you are BLESSED.
Sitting and watching this all I can think is, 'This is how much my boyfriend loves me.' It made me cry harder because I just recently found out I had a miscarriage. We weren't trying but we often talk about a family so it was sort of a blow for us and scary too because I had to go into the hospital. We both knew then we never wanted to be without the other so this really hits home. Nice going, more tears for the youtube gods.
Cindy: loved your comment. Years ago my fiancee left me about a year after we had a miscarriage. I found it hard and she was devastated by it. For a while she would verbalize imagining how old the child would have been "now". My Friends and relatives were not supportive for some reason. Years later, I found myself wondering what the child would have been like, at 14 years, at 20, etc. It can break your heart if you let it. I hope you a better support network than I. And I hope you have another chance at a child if that's what you want. That ship has sailed for me.
I thought about my choice. I was posed an interesting question by a friend of mine 2 years ago, soon after I’d walked in on my girlfriend of 3 years cheating on me. My friend asked me that if I had access to a time machine and I had a choice that I could either go back to the day I met her and make sure that I don’t meet her (and hence every memory I ever have if her, good and bad, disappears) or, go forward to the day when the pain of betrayal goes away and I have, in some form, come to terms with it (and can still relish some good memories), which one would I go for. I chose the former with no hesitation. Now, watching this film, I kept going back to that question. It’s a pity that the protagonist here can’t re-create. If he could, I’d go back and make sure I never met her. But, as per this film, I can only relive, I was wondering if I would want to go to a day when we were happy. There are several of those days I can think about that I could chose from. But, knowing that she’d eventually betray me would make that reliving, following the script, so incredibly painful. So, even that would be useless. Ah, well.
Except you would have to relive the day as it happened that day Nothing would or could change You would just have to relive the day Sorry for your loss
I disappointed someone I loved a long time ago. I had never been so close to anyone before but she was basically engaged to someone else. She begged me to understand that it couldn't work out between the both of us but I didn't know how I was supposed to let go of her. I was so emotionally immature, I said and did things out of my own frustration that I couldn't be with her, that she was choosing someone else over me. I lost her as a lover but most importantly as a friend. I was too weak to accept the friendship she offered me because I wanted much more than that. That was years ago but I still feel pain knowing my words and actions disappointed someone who brought me so much joy in so little time. I hope that one day and in some way I could prove to her that I am sorry
she waited....... the music built up to a cut that was supposed to happen, then flips back to another loop of the music that shows them finally landing the kiss right before "cutting" to black. This woman couldn't break any rules, but she was able to give him as much time as she literally could...
That was a beautiful ending. WOW! So heart touching and heart breaking. At the same time joy is found by him finally reunited with her after all these years. Moral of the story: Don't underestimate love, it can break many boundaries. :)
when he said he should've left with her, i was about to cry, you always think to your self what if i did a very small thing different maybe that would've fixed everything what if i left a minute earlier or a minute later what if i didn't take that maybe everything would be ok, but the sad thing is you cant turn back time you have to live with what ever happened and make the best of it.
Some people know exactly what day they want to relive if given the chance. What a dilemma for the rest of us, so many days. Reading through the comments, this film was like theropy for a lot of people. Visit your regrets, but don't dwell on them.
I am an elderly woman. The thought I could Accualy go back an do one day over before I move on. Made me cry. I hope when my time comes. My day is special.
