Friday, January 25, 2013

Elaine Marie Cooper shares The Unraveling of Revered G, a book review




Like the crocheted blanket coming undone on the cover of this novel, the lead character in The Unraveling of Reverend G is watching her mind disengage. And the emotional pain causes her heart to cry silently, “I can’t stand it.”

Reverend G (short for Gertrude) has always managed her difficult life with grace and courage and, until now, with all her memory intact. But the insidious and premature onset of Alzheimer’s has completely thrown this associate pastor into life-altering questions. Will her loved ones still love her? Will she turn “looney?” Will she lose the joy of God’s love? Or, even worse, forget about God? These are fears she lives with—and cannot stand.

Bravely facing an uncertain future, the 62-year-old minister, with the support of her adult son and daughter-in-law, prepares to move into a facility where she cannot wander off. Is she now a prisoner? Is her life over? But God has surprising and unexpected answers for Reverend G as it seems her ministry is still very much alive. It has just changed.

I don’t think it was by accident that I recently brought my e-reader to my own mother’s nursing home room. Very ill with the flu, my 98-year-old mom needed some extra TLC that day. In between offering my mom sips of soda and encouraging her to take her medicine, she slept peacefully while I read The Unraveling of Reverend G.

There was so much truth in this novel: The honest portrayals of family members, friends and caregivers dealing with dementia on a daily basis; the pain of watching loved ones as they slowly lose the building blocks of their memories; the brick & mortar of the patient’s thoughts slowly crumbling away.  Where once a child’s hand was held by the parent, the mother or father now relies on the encouragement and guidance of the adult child.

Author RJ Thesman paints it all through the eyes of a woman with dementia. It is brave, brilliant and beautiful.

The loving appreciation of each phase in a person’s life is celebrated, whether the child in the womb or the child in the old and frail. This is a book that should be read by everyone, but especially by “the caregivers who so patiently watch over those who sometimes forget.” These are the tender warriors to whom this amazing story is dedicated. A must read.

This is the first book in a three-part series. Looking forward to the sequels.

Author Bio:


RJ Thesman has been a writer since she flipped open her Red Chief tablet and scribbled her first story. Eventually, she had to stop writing and go to school where she earned an education degree and taught at many levels. Thesman is a biblical counselor and a Stephen Minister. She has worked in a variety of nonprofits and has served as campus minister to international students. With a variety of communication skills, Thesman is always writing and building more publishing credits. She teaches writing workshops and enjoys helping beginning writers birth their words. Thesman is the mother of an adult son, and enjoys reading, gardening and cooking - especially anything with blueberries. 

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    1. Sorry - I'm having computer problems today and posts are going back and forth. Thank you, Lisa and Elaine, for this beautiful review. It encourages me to keep writing on the next book in the series...and the next. You might want to join my Facebook group - Sometimes They Forget - where we encourage each other as caregivers on this difficult journey. Blessings from Reverend G!

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    2. Rebecca, so happy this was an encouragement to you! I certainly know that Book One was an encouragement to me. :) Blessings in all your writing!

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  2. This book reminds me a lot of one I'd read last year for a book club - a story about a woman professor who had developed early onset Alzheimer's, and her downward spiral. Just sad. One of my sons' favorate third grade teachers developed the disease as well; she died quite soon after. Makes you appreciate who you are while you can.

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