My grandmother lived a remarkable life. She watched her nation fall to pieces; and even when she became collateral damage, she believed in the power of the human spirit. She gave when she had nothing; she fought when she could barely stand; she clung to tomorrow when she couldnt find footing on the rock ledge of yesterday. She was a chameleon, slipping into the personae of a privileged young girl, a frightened teen, a dreamy novelist, a proud prisoner, an army wife, a mother hen. She became whomever she needed to be to survive, but she never let anyone else define her. By anyones account, her existence had been full, rich, importanteven if she chose not to shout about her past, but rather to keep it hidden. It had been nobodys business but her own; it was still nobodys business.
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Jodi Picoult, The Storyteller.