"Wake up!" Jermey screamed in my ear. "What, how did you get into my house." I mumbled still trying to open my eyes. It was to bright I think he opened my curtains. After I heard him say my little sister has been in the bath room for to long I quickly jumped up toward the bathroom and opened the door and searched for her. She wasn't there then I looked up in the mirror. "Jermey!" I yelled.

Question: How do you get over it? Answer: You don't. You don't want to. It makes you who you are. Sean Murphy lost his mother days after her fifty-ninth birthday, following a five-year battle with cancer. In this eloquent memoir, he explores his family history through the context of grief, compassion, faith, and the cultivation of an artistic sensibility. Unfolding in a range of voices, brutal and tender in its portrayal of terminal illness, Please Talk about Me When I'm Gone is an unyielding love story, in which devotion and memory are capable of transcending death. I will be serializing this memoir with a new chapter twice a week, on Friday and Sunday.