So, a few months back, I gave a talk about sibling loss at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. As you might imagine, there tend to be quite a few bereft siblings in the audience at these things. And they all have stories. Amazing, sad, beautiful ones that both elate me—because they’re a celebration of the bond—and make me want to cry.
This particular evening was no exception. After the talk, a woman named Chrissy Rubin came up to me and told me that she had lost two siblings—Greg, 22, on July 9, 1984, and Carolyn, 43, exactly twenty years later, on July 9, 2004—to the same cause, a malignant brain tumor.
It’s a lesson—which I have learned, humbly, many times—in not getting too caught up in the sadness of your own story. Because no matter how sad yours is, there’s always someone else who has one that can completely knock the breath out of you. Chrissy’s was like that.
It was a rushed encounter—there were lots of people who wanted to say hello, or share a story, before ducking out into what I recall being a rather rainy night. But Chrissy—who I think (but can no longer remember) was one of a number of surviving siblings—did manage to tell me that her brother, Justin, had made a short film about Greg and Carolyn that had won second prize in a film a challenge sponsored by an organization called SU2C (Stand up to Cancer). The organization’s belief is that the basic science we need to treat cancer more effectively exists—but that we need to work harder to get it translated to usable treatments. Their mission is to make that happen.
Chrissy gave me a link to the film, called “No Next,” which I just watched. It’s gorgeous, and I don’t mind telling you it totally un-did me. But in a beautiful way, if you know what I mean. It’s a loving and elegant visual poem to two lost siblings and, by extension, a testimony to the enduring love we carry for those who are gone. It’s also a lovely example of carrying. Check it out—nonext.org. And get your Kleenex ready.
My Brother: Nine Years Gone
7 years ago
2 comments:
Elizabeth,
I just happened came across the comments on your blog from way back when we met last year and of course, I am so glad that my brother Justin's film made an impact on you. I have forwarded your words on to Justin & to my four sisters; yes there are several of us, a total of eight in all, with the six of us surviving.
Last July 9, 2009 we celebrated Greg & Carolyn's lives on the 25th & 5th anniversary of their respective deaths. We were surrounded by the love & support of so many friends that had been with us going all the way back to when Greg was first sick in 1976 many of whom were there again for us when Carolyn died in 2004.
Thank you for your beautiful words and again for the gift of your book, which provided so much comfort & validation for me as I struggled with the complicated feelings of the death of a sibling. You put to words so much of what I have felt over the years and for that I will be forever grateful.
Best to you,
Chrissy
Thank you, for your kindness, your understanding, and your praise. You get it...
Life goes on.
JR
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