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Teresa le Marchant
Sep. 29th, 2007 08:38 amMy Westerner friends already have heard. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maestrateresa is gone. We have lost a wonderful, fun, witty, creative person. Her smile lit up the room.
I'm so glad we got together for breakfast when I was up in SJ in August. I'm so glad I answered her three things meme - something I almost never do. I'm so glad she got to go to NYC this summer. I was closer to Teresa than to anyone in Caid. We got together every time I went up north. Further back, when I lived in the bay area, she always made Scriptorium a happier, more humorous place. I was
GWW is now up in the air. I don't want to miss Auggie's knighting (and I need the money from selling), but I *cannot* miss whatever memorial happens for Teresa. She has been an important part of my life for almost twenty years.
Some background for those who never knew her: Teresa survived Hodgkins' Disease when she was a young teenager. The radiation they gave her for that has caused a huge myriad of health problems for the rest of her life. Heart trouble, breast cancer, and a progressive lung disease whose name I can't remember right now. Usually that lung problem just gets worse until it kills you, but in her case, it stopped progressing, and the doctors don't know why.branwen and I had despaired that she might not live long enough to see her son graduate high school. The lung problem brought her previous career as an occupational therapist to an end, and her friends were all shocked to see the woman who had lifted others into and out of wheelchairs now couldn't walk far or fast and carried supplemental oxygen. Somehow, though, she kept going. She said her superpower was survival.
She went through some very dark times with an idiot ex-husband, and had come out the other side into the light. She had just finished her Master's degree. She had an internship at IBM and a new career launching. She was surrounded by friends who loved her. The only real shadow was living in the bay area and going to school with only Social Security to live on, and a brother-in-law dragging his feet on an inheritance that, if she had got it while alive - would have made things so much easier.
I would count myself lucky indeed to have even half the good friends that Teresa did. A splendid individual, and I cannot cope with using the past tense anymore so I'll sign off now.
I toast you, Teresa, and thank you for being part of my life.
maestrateresa is gone. We have lost a wonderful, fun, witty, creative person. Her smile lit up the room. I'm so glad we got together for breakfast when I was up in SJ in August. I'm so glad I answered her three things meme - something I almost never do. I'm so glad she got to go to NYC this summer. I was closer to Teresa than to anyone in Caid. We got together every time I went up north. Further back, when I lived in the bay area, she always made Scriptorium a happier, more humorous place. I was
GWW is now up in the air. I don't want to miss Auggie's knighting (and I need the money from selling), but I *cannot* miss whatever memorial happens for Teresa. She has been an important part of my life for almost twenty years.
Some background for those who never knew her: Teresa survived Hodgkins' Disease when she was a young teenager. The radiation they gave her for that has caused a huge myriad of health problems for the rest of her life. Heart trouble, breast cancer, and a progressive lung disease whose name I can't remember right now. Usually that lung problem just gets worse until it kills you, but in her case, it stopped progressing, and the doctors don't know why.
branwen and I had despaired that she might not live long enough to see her son graduate high school. The lung problem brought her previous career as an occupational therapist to an end, and her friends were all shocked to see the woman who had lifted others into and out of wheelchairs now couldn't walk far or fast and carried supplemental oxygen. Somehow, though, she kept going. She said her superpower was survival. She went through some very dark times with an idiot ex-husband, and had come out the other side into the light. She had just finished her Master's degree. She had an internship at IBM and a new career launching. She was surrounded by friends who loved her. The only real shadow was living in the bay area and going to school with only Social Security to live on, and a brother-in-law dragging his feet on an inheritance that, if she had got it while alive - would have made things so much easier.
I would count myself lucky indeed to have even half the good friends that Teresa did. A splendid individual, and I cannot cope with using the past tense anymore so I'll sign off now.
I toast you, Teresa, and thank you for being part of my life.
