April 23, 2012
The relationship between sisters is typically the longest in a woman’s life. It can also be the most complex.Losing My Sister is a poignant and uplifting memoir about two sisters in a Jewish family in Rock Hill, South Carolina. Author Judy and her sister, Brenda, played piano duets, shared bracelets, shared everything. BrendaandJudy. They were one long word. When Brenda and Judy were in their thirties, their parents were diagnosed with grave illnesses. Older sister Brenda had always been the strong one. Little sister Judy was the sweet one. Suddenly, Judy disagreed with Brenda. Brenda, grappling with problems at home, suddenly seemed vulnerable. They’d stepped out of their familiar roles; nothing was the same. They lost their parents and nearly lost each other. Before they reached the outer edge, they came back together. Years later, an impending and even closer death echoed their parents’ deaths. This time, it was Brenda. Again: unfamiliar territory. Again, the two sisters became unrecognizable to each other, their relationship unrecognizable. Just before the end, they re-discovered the purely ordinary splendor of the love they had for each other. During their last four months together, their relationship shone like the marvelous thing it was.