My friend Nina's mother died yesterday, from ovarian cancer. I just saw the message.
Nina and her husband had their first child a few weeks ago.
It's funny how you can care about someone you don't really know. I never really met Nina's mother; we certainly never had so much as lunch together. But I think I was probably introduced to her at our college graduation, and I remember, once, glancing through the window of a Chinese restaurant on Broadway, and seeing her and Nina having lunch, and how intimate they looked. She got sick right around the same time I did, and I would ask after her, and she would ask after me.
I just made a donation in her name at the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation, realizing, while I was in the process, that I didn't even know her first name. So I made it out to "Mrs. Abraham," and I hope that somewhere, she finds that funny.