This is one of my favorite films, of short or full-length. This moving opus addresses two instances of profound loss. One is obvious to any viewer who watches it to completion. The other may be difficult to realize without re-watching the beginning until 2:38. It's the loss of never seeing the beauty and wonder already present in our life, if we only would think to look for it.
The Portuguese have a word, saudade, which challenges translation into English. It speaks to a bittersweet melancholy born out of longing for a loved person, place, or time in our life that is forever gone. "It is painful, yet you yearn for it because you only feel saudade when you deeply love." --Beatriz Vasconcellos
Perhaps this film is the visual translation of saudade.