Friday, May 30, 2008

a friend

My friend Mayuri passed away last night, after she battled breast cancer the last 5 years. She was so much fun, it makes me cry to think of her jokes now.

She sent me this last year -- and naturally apologized to her family but not to the rest of us. She wouldn't have to, cause I knew she was just warped and we loved her for it. It hurts now to think of her gone. Life is so cruel.

Mayuri was only 35, and leaves behind a great husband Sean. I used to play hockey with Sean and I worked with Mayuri for a few years back in ths 90s, before I moved out of biology into IT and she ended up going to vet school with Sean. She was wickedly funny and loved to shock people with jokes or stories. She being Indian-American (from Texas, so she was one of those in-your-face American women), she hid her relationship with Sean from the folks for years, affectionately calling him her 'pasty-faced irish boy'. Once she got diagnosed, they immediately got married since there wasn't much reason to hide the relationship anymore (She actually said "I figured why not throw the grenade as long as I'm dropping the bomb") and her family welcomed him in to the fold, they had a full Hindu ceremony to make the folks happy and poor Sean did well stumbling through his lines with henna painted on his hands and arms etc. She looked lovely on her big day and they were both so happy together...basically they were always like that since I can remember meeting him.

I hurt today and I can't imagine Sean's loss. I grieve for my friend who's gone and I hate the disease that took her from us. Give your friends and loved ones a hug when you see them, and please consider giving at least a buck or two to the Komen walk for the Cure if you have a chance. Mayuri had the benefit of her cancer being somewhat treatable with hormones (I think she said something like 'oh I have the good kind of malignant stage 4 cancer!') -- I think that bought her years. I already miss her brashness, her twinkling eyes and amused laughter, and it hurts right now to think of her, because she still makes me laugh, and then I cry again.

Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure