Lizette is my husband’s grandmother on father’s side. She is 93 years old and lives in social housing. Every day Lizette sits at her window looking outside at the small empty street. The blankets over her shoulders protects her against the cold wind coming through the thin glass windows. There is no lack of visitors: children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. You can see that she enjoys their company, but the question remains if Lizette knows what is going on around her. Now she is losing touch with society, we, her family realize how important it is to stay in touch with each other.