I Can't Believe The Nutcracker Is Happening Tomorrow. I Am So Going To Have Nightmares Tonight.

Today I read My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult. Yes I realize that the average person does not read a 500 page book in less than 24 hours, but I don't consider myself to be average. I loved the movie and needed a distraction from my mom's undeclared degree that I should not leave the house until after Nutcracker shows tomorrow and Sunday, so today I read.

I read. and I cried.

"Anna is not sick, but she might as well be. By age thirteen, she has undergone countless surgeries, transfusions, and shots so that her older sister, Kate, can somehow fight the leukemia that has plagued her since childhood. The product of preimplantation genetic diagnosis, Anna was conceived as a bone marrow match for Kate - a life and a role that she has never questioned… until now. Like most teenagers, Anna is beginning to question who she truly is. But unlike most teenagers, she has always been defined in terms of her sister - and so Anna makes a decision that for most would be unthinkable… a decision that will tear her family apart and have perhaps fatal consequences for the sister she loves. My Sister's Keeper examines what it means to be a good parent, a good sister, a good person. Is it morally correct to do whatever it takes to save a child's life… even if that means infringing upon the rights of another? Is it worth trying to discover who you really are, if that quest makes you like yourself less?"

Read it. The ending is different from the movie but the novel is 100 hundred times better than the movie. I am already burning to get my hands on more of Jodi's novels.

Thoughts after reading:

Can a mother fight too hard for her dying child?
Is it a sacrifice to sacrifice part of yourself for the greater good?
What harm do we cause when we refuse to acknowledge impending death?