Aziz left in the memories

This collection is a personal story. I took these photos from my grandmother. I called my grandmother “Aziz” (means dearly). Aziz lost her husband at a young age and raised her eight children in a new and strange city. One of the five of Aziz's boys (Muhammad) was a soldier and he went to the Iran-Iraq war and never came back home. He was among the soldiers who had missing in action (MIA) and left no traces of them. Many years after the war, Aziz was still waiting for the return of his son, and with any ringing on the phone or door she said “Mohammad came”! Aziz suffered from Alzheimer's in the last years of her life and remembered only the name and remembrance of Muhammad among all her children and grandchildren. Twenty years after the war Muhammad’s dog tag was found but Aziz did not believe it and remained in memoirs of his past with Mohammed. Aziz lived with us during the Alzheimer's time, but she lived almost timeless and placeless. It was as if Aziz had given Alzheimer's self-help to forget her child's separation. I've taken photos of Aziz in this collection and montaged them with photos from her family album. I have tried to know Aziz’s timeless and placeless mind that is constantly looking for Mohammed.