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This essay is an individual reflection on the analyst’s personal history of loss and developmental trauma, as well as part of a theoretical exploration of the unconscious forces always at play in analytic work. The author recalls her early life with her nanny, a woman whose tragic and difficult life history significantly interacts with her own family history of war, loss, and migration.