The first time Florence fell down was in a bright but cold classroom.
From that day on, the hospital, white walls, and the smell of disinfectant became part of her world.
She met Jane.
A girl who lives in a ward but loves life more than anyone else.
Together they looked out the window at the church, the trees in bloom, and the birds fluttering in the wind - especially the crows.
Jane said that life is not about waiting for the rainstorm to pass, but about dancing in the rain.
When time is cut inch by inch by the doctor, when the choice becomes cruel and clear, Florence must decide:
Is it to extend your life, or to use your limited days to truly live it once?
This is a story about illness, friendship, courage and farewell.
About how fear can be understood and pain treated with tenderness.
About flying, about falling, about still looking up at the sky before the end.
In a city called Gloria, two girls learn how to face death,
I also learned how to live passionately.
Intent: This is a story about how to choose to live bravely and tenderly when life is limited.