My mom emailed this to me & I just had to post it. She’s been my rock, role model, and best friend my whole life and I just love her to pieces!
I read this in the book (Charlotte Gray) and thought it was beautiful and gives us hope and wanted to share it with you
There is no such thing as a coherent human personality. When you are forty you have no cell in your body that you had at eighteen. It is the same with your character.
Memory is the only thing that binds you to earlier selves; for the rest, you become an entirely different being every decade or so, sloughing off the old persona, renewing and moving on. You are not who you were, nor who you will be