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Mamita, my paternal grandmother, was an artiste of international renown, and a strong, charismatic character. Today, life slides on the smooth surface of her past which almost no longer exists, flown away, erased, engulfed in the gaping void of Alzheimer’s disease. I came to Paris to spend a few days with her and I found myself confronted with her gentle madness and the new relationship created by her total dependence. I discovered another grandmother, no longer that demanding lady who could be considered egocentric, but an elderly person, gentle and fragile, who had managed, in spite of the humiliation of this state of decay, to keep all her dignity. What happens to memories when they no longer inhabit the person who has carried them ? As orphans, do they still have a value as memories ? This documentary is the diary of time spent on the frontier of a forgotten past. It traces the difficulty of daily life with no ties, as if suspended, and questions this memory which is silent.