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A story about life and aging
Reviewed in the United States on December 13, 2018
This is a book for an older person. The protagonist is around age 50 and returns to the city where she grew up for a retrospective show of her paintings, which are all about her life and the people she knew. She is now walking down the streets she walked as a child and adolescent, and all her paintings are now hanging in one room. She is also staying in the art studio of her former husband. The story is a potent emotional voyage of the past and the undigested experiences she is dealing with, as well as her own aging body. My favorite part was her experience of being bullied as a child by her “friends,” and how she finally rose above that and found her personal power. For women in particular, it can take decades before we stop giving away our power, if ever. I was profoundly sad after reading this book, but it also served as a catharsis, as I realized that we are all haunted by our memories, miss the old friends who have left our life, struggle to forgive those who have abused and betrayed us, and continually mourn our loved ones who passed away. This is the true burden of aging: our memories.