Bubye Tatoune

Tatoune died this morning.
Oh he was old, 94 years old I think... "old enough to die" as they say.

Nanoune, his wife, took care of him till the very last minute. sharing as many tender moments as possible, while poor Tatoune was literally shrinking, letting every bit of life go away from his body, day after day.
She met him when she was 16. Her life was his life, and vice-versa.
So I guess a huge part of Nanoune died also this morning :(

They're not my grand-parents by "blood", but does that really matter? I love them.

We should be in Bretagne by Friday, even if it was quite complicate to take a day off then, we could not imagine just not telling him goodbye.