A Toast to Demitra
Sunday, March 29th, 2009
I had just opened my computer to read some emails I had downloaded. One subject line said: “A Toast to Demitra.” I was so excited – this was a woman who I knew in London, a set designer, who was super vivacious, effervescent – so excited about life! I immediately thought she was coming to New York, maybe she was getting married or opening a show. Last October, she took me to a beautiful lounge in London to celebrate my upcoming wedding – we drank wine, talked about friends from school, about the Kane’s workshops on living in the moment – she had planned to come to Hamburg for the next workshop…In astonishment, I read that she had passed away. As tears splashed down on my keyboard, I wished it wasn’t true, I wished I had stayed in better touch, I wished I had been a better friend, that I had invited her one more time, wished I could tell her that her smile brightened my life every single solitary time I saw her, wished I had told my husband Rod I loved him before he left today…


