On saturday 23rd I went to the movies with my close friend Monica and her brother Tim to watch My Sister's Keeper.
It was really good, Monica had read the book and couldn't help but pick out all the wrong details and how much they had missed out, but I enjoyed it a lot.
Plus for bickering, bitching and moaning I was able to slap the back of Monica's head in a classic 'Gibbs' fashion and grin it off.
It was a very good movie, a tear jerker for people who have ever suffered cancer, watched someone go through cancer, known of someone with cancer, or can just understand the hardships. It takes scenes from each characters point of view with all different troubles that any person could relate to, not just cancer.
You don't have to have a personal experience with something cancer-related to understand this movie and really get something out of it.
My grandma died of cancer on May 20th 2004 in her sleep. I believe I've come a long way with the grieving process with that.
While in the hospital after being told she would die, my grandma stopped talking, refused to move, and wouldn't even look at us. Brushing her teeth even became a chore, and when the nurses offered to help her, she refused to let them. We began to worry, she would rather sit there in her own filth and self pity then even put up the slightest of effort to make the last of her life worth while. My brother never cried, my grandma hated him and they were never close. My mother just wanted to help all the time, anything to make it easier. And I was just confused, and angry, I was the apple of her eye and she didn't want to leave me with good memories before she went.
It was hard to relate to My Sister's Keeper because the girl in the movie had such life about her, even being so young.
Everyone in my family realised that my grandma had given up even before it had been announced that she would die.
My grandma suffered from depression and a lot of other problems like that, and just knowing she had cancer seemed to break her down and force her to give up.
I don't get upset over her giving up anymore, she lived a whole life time and she just couldn't handle it anymore. With everything my grandma had to live through, despite all the good things, I believe she had just had enough, she'd reached her limit. So I'm not so sad about it anymore. I mean, everyone has their limits right?
So yeah, all in all, My Sister's Keeper is a great movie, please go see it, it's definately worth it.
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