I thought I was strong enough. I thought I was brave enough. I thought I could handle seeing the final "death" scene between the mother & her daughter...
I WAS WRONG!!! WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!!!! Oh how I wish I could go back and erase those minutes....
First off, I read the book "My Sister's Keeper", and I hope I'm not spoiling anything for you BUT the movie DOES NOT end like the book. Kate, the child with cancer, DOES NOT DIE!!!! Yes the book was horribly sad and tore my heart in two BUT KATE LIVED!!! Now I knew all this before watching the movie AND I have told all my friends who have wanted to watch this movie that it probably would not be a wise choice since they would only be able to see MY family in place of the Fitzgerald family.... which would make the viewing all the harder...I should have taken my own advice. I never planned to walk in this mothers shoes but all I saw as I watched her was ME. And at times I didn't like what I saw. Like that mother, I too fight like a bear who is protecting her cub from danger with no thought sometimes other than MY DAUGHTER WILL NOT DIE ON MY WATCH!!!! And then I see so much of Jesse, the brother, in Ian although Ian is so much younger, however the only life he has known has been the one in which his sissy is sick with cancer and gets ALL my attention and he has to play second fiddle in Mommy's life so many times. I want even start with how your child's cancer effects your marriage... it's tough, to say the least. So... NO, I WASN'T STRONG ENOUGH. Or as brave as I thought. This movie just hits way to close to home for me. I wish the director would have been true to the book and let Kate live... she deserved to live. And it makes me really angry that she didn't.....
Blessings,
Tina
I remember doing the same thing when I lost my first husband to cancer in 1984. My neighbor and I decided to go see that Movie with Shirley McClain about her daughter with children having cancer...obviously having just gone through pneumococcal septicemia, dic, arads, kidney failure, and ultimate death....I was shocked that my reaction was this is not real...and walked out of the theatre with dry eyes...I guess somehow I knew they had not experienced the ordeal, walked in my shoes, nor were they having to live a life raising a child without a father....I didn't realize until about 6 months later that I was so angry, that I forgot church and decided to do an ultimate clean out of his clothes, shoes, searching every pocket, every scrap piece of paper looking for anything he may have left behind....all the while throwing clothes out the second story of our home. I wouldn't wish this disease or demon as I call it on anyone I know. It shows no discrimination, it doesn't care...it robs you, and in the face of it you stand strong, and then the curtain can come tumbling down at the most inappropriate times. I didn't care...I wanted answers...he was gone home, and I was Left Behind. I didn't like it one bit. Did not accept it with a calm...It was Real, we had all lived it and it was HORRIBLE...
ReplyDeleteI understand seemed like just something for people to say...they didn't understand, they had not been to hell and back...You go girl...vent all you want...Those of us who really care, empathize and sympathize will be here....Others may fall by the wayside....it's too hard for them to dig inside their souls and say hey...that could be me.. Only by the Grace of God do they walk without disease, plaques and the Hell of Cancer. Take deep breathes and scream again..It is ok...It is well ...Standing in the Gap.
Sam Mosley
OH Mam is right.........I still have not had the courage to watch that movie :0/
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