June 13, 2023:
She stopped laughing. I mean — at some point in her life — she stopped laughing altogether.
She said, "I don't think I have a sense of humor." But, I remember she once did. Typically goofball — "weird". But present.
Then she stopped, and although I tried I could no longer bust her up.
I don't know if that was depression, which was certainly present. Or if it was more defiance: an ornery refusal to consent to things which amused or interested me. Where, along with refusal to accept advice or opinions or information if I were the origin, she also stubbornly rejected laughter if I were the source.