She began to lose the memories she’d carried all her life as she approached 80. The wonder of it was, without all those painful traumas rattling around in her head, a more joyful younger self came to the fore. She was more open, able to laugh more often, and free with her affection. I was so glad I was able to be with her during those last years.
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