New blog entry:
Teaser . . . Sunday?
Excerpt:
March 3, 2010 (fb)
Deborah Bryan just got a call from her sisters asking if she wanted to thank mom for anything. Among others, she thanked her mom for: life, three amazing siblings, encouraging her childrens’ dreams, laughter through hardship, demonstrating the importance of true apology, and of course calling one of Deborah’s boyfriends stupid for saying Rache was prettier.
I posted this status unwitting to the fact my mom had barely more than a day left to live, if you could call the suffering she endured in her final days “living.”
This status update is now part of a 93,000-word source document containing every tweet, Facebook status, journal entry and blog entry referencing my mom. I’m composing my portion of a three-sister memoir recalling one mom’s descent into schizophrenia with frequent reference to this document.
Schizophrenia’s onset seemed pretty sudden the summer of 2003. Sure, Mom had always been colorful, but that was when I could no longer deny there was more than eccentricty at play. “Wait, guys, does Mom really believe Conan O’Brien is doing testing on her? And we’re in it with him, and the Cheshire Cat?” My source document illumines that my mom’s fingernails were cracking from the strain of trying to hold on to her sanity for years before that seemingly sudden onset.
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