Anyone carries something with them, something that can be short and painful, sweet and long, and strange and lovely, but it doesn’t matter. What’s important is LIFE. And the Moon which is watching everything
Abroad at the time of her death, a grandson returns to revisit the house of his late grandmother, now occupied by another family. A reflection on the love for a home where one grew up and yet made by a grandmother missing another life, in another house, in another country.
