Basically, euphoric recall is when someone remembers all of the good things about a particular time and not the bad.
This happens a lot actually.
One night this week, Grace was mad at me because she was not getting her way. We’ve been butting heads a lot lately.
As we were walking down the stairs, she looked up at the painting on the wall my former mother-in-law had done for us from a photograph. I love the painting. I told her she made me look better than I really do. More Andy Worhol than Botticelli (you know… he painted the chubby girls).
Anyway, as we were walking down the stairs Grace said, “When I was little, and you were nice.. You looked like that” pointing to the painting
Now if THAT isn’t euphoric recall, I don’t know what is.
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