This film grew from my fear of what comes after death and the guilt of time lost with the person who raised me, my grandmother. Seven years since the last visit, I returned to China. My grandmother is now almost ninety, and the possibility that this might be our last time together pushed me to reflect on what gives meaning to the time we have. This experimental documentary captures how we live, love and imagine tomorrow. When it was time to leave, our goodbye held not only sadness, but sweetness, two people still choosing hope as time moves on.