My grandmother was the manager of a nursing home and she devoted her life to it. Now, she is one of the residents in the same nursing home where my mother is the manager. She doesn’t want to accept her weakness and old age. I’m trying to animate her with a camera but our play is interrupted every time my mother enters the room. Reality becomes the main character. The situation raises the question: for whom is this tougher, for the ones who want to leave us or for the ones who stay?