How did I end up at the age when a woman is past her prime?
I'm actually only just over thirty.
All these years,
who once gave you a warm shoulder to lean on?
Whose shoulders have now become someone else's refuge?
Do you ever think back
to the distant past, so distant you have to stop and remember?
And whenever you do,
to those bittersweet days drifting through Beijing,
when it felt like you passed through so many people's youth?
Who was it in my story that I could never forget?
But
no one can control whether tomorrow will be the last time we meet.
Some people meet along the way,
while others say goodbye and may never meet again.
Try to be a little kinder to yourself.
You've only come into this world once.
As a woman,
you have many roles to play,
but don't forget:
you are the best leading lady in your own life.
Only when the leading lady wins an award
can the movie become Best Picture.
Here's to you, and to me:
may we both meet at the peak of the Oscars.
Awesome