![]() I set myself to a faster and faster speed. ![]() I was going to live double because I had to die too, one day, and I didn’t want to miss anything. I was going to live double if my sister couldn’t live at all. ![]() Why did I deserve to live when my sister had died? I was responsible now for two lives, my sister’s and my own, and, damn, I’d better live well. I was scared of living a life not worth living. At the time of her sister’s death, Sankovitch handled grief by keeping herself frantically busy: Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical Reading tells her story.Īs her forty-sixth birthday approaches, Sankovitch decides to embark on a journey to reconnect with her older sister, Anne-Marie, who had died of cancer three years earlier. ![]() As a mother of just two children, a mother who struggled to find time to read this one book, I was curious to know how Sankovitch did it. Every day for one year, Nina Sankovitch read an entire book and posted a review on her website - all while raising four boys. ![]()
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