“…that place where you are is the best place I’ve ever been.”
Leslie Brody has fashioned an intimate account of love, heartbreak and loss in her memoir, The Last Kiss. Brody’s husband Elliot Pinsley was diagnosed with a highly deadly form of cancer at the age of 55, and told that he would live for just another year or less. Elliot gallantly fought to stay alive and managed to survive for more than two years post-diagnosis.
Elliot was Brody’s second husband and she tells the story of how they met at work and dated for months before marrying the day before she turned thirty-nine. The stunning news about Elliot’s cancer would arrive just six years later.
“One night I watched a well-coiffed woman with shiny patent pumps get irritated waiting for the (hotel) elevator. So little patience… I wondered how well she would manage what I was doing – unhooking IVs, washing sheets drenched with night sweats and taking care of children who were putting up with an awful lot of stress. Maybe she wouldn’t succeed in my world.”
Brody writes honestly about the struggles of dealing with a type of cancer “that can’t be cured,” and about how even the most supportive of spouses can hit the hard wall of exhaustion. Elliot’s disease comes to teach her some simple but key lessons about life, such as the value of having patience and living in the moment. Her honesty throughout the entire account is admirable, as when she struggles with the concept of finding another partner in life. (The memoir examines what Brody had, what she lost, and what may lie ahead for her and her children.)
“Don’t be aftaid to get closer.”
This is a tribute to a good man who met tragedy with dignity, knowing that he was loved – well loved – in sickness and in health.
A review copy was provided by the publisher. The Last Kiss is also available as an Amazon Kindle Edition download.