Esteban and I had dinner with our friends Darren and Laurice last weekend. They’re two of the kindest people we know. But — as further proof that life is utterly unfair — they’ve been beset by misfortunes lately.
The most recent was the discovery that Laurice has non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. Hers is a rare case, a type that usually affects older men. The long-term prognosis isn’t great.
On one hand it’s comforting to know that she’s caught the attention of some Mayo Clinic experts. On the other, it’s disquieting to know that she’s in uncharted waters. Thank god Laurice is smart, tough and resourceful.
And thank god we share a similar (if somewhat morbid) sense of humor: I laughed on Sunday when Laurice said, “If there were a Make a Wish foundation for adults, I’d ask to be cast as a dead body on Dexter.”
Maybe Laurice was half-joking. Still … on the way home from dinner Esteban and I decided to make her wish our personal mission. Among his brilliant ideas: “Why don’t you take some publicity shots of Laurice as a stiff?”
Laurice was a great sport as I led her into the woods today. We giggled uncontrollably at the thought of how we’d explain ourselves if someone were to happen by. “No, really, officer … she’s just quite tired …”
The shoot was great fun. But afterwards I thought, “Now what?” I’ve never launched this sort of campaign before, so I’m not sure where to start.
If anyone out there has some suggestions, please send them along — and please let me know if you’d like to join in the campaign to help “kill” Laurice. Your support would make her day.