How My Grandmother Became A Chair

A pure moving story about simple truths, so easy ignored or relativizetet. A venerable lady. Her family and their conflicts , childish in essence. Her caretak or daughter or daughter in law. And her change.

A realistic - poetic portrait of lonelinees of elderness and steps to death. About passing time, form of presumed dementia and the reactions of the others.

About changes .

In short, a story who you discover, scene by scene , only if you feel it , being, in a measure or other, a personal experience.

And, for some reasons, a beautiful pledge for discover yourself in the relation with the other.

In short, just a precious small gem.