I haven't blogged in a minute as I've been too busy maintaing DX but I was at a loss for words when I heard that one of my childhood friends passed away on Sunday. See, the strange thing about this is that I forget that many people remember Orish Grinstead as part of 702 during the early years (think the collaboration with Subway entitled "This Little Game We Play") and while I generally keep away from telling the world that someone close to me has passed away, I found it strange to see blogs and various tidbits of her death on the internet.
Many people in the industry hit me with "Damn...you know that one girl from 702 died Sunday?" and, to me, Orish wasn't ever that one girl from 702. She was the girl that used to come through to our little get togethers and play spades while drinking shots of Extra Dry Gin at 3am. She was the girl that one of my partners had a mean crush on back in the day and had me drive to her crib and try to convince her that he was the one (in which he failed miserably and called her incessantly for the next week). She wasn't ever "that one girl."
The last time I saw Orish was on a late night run to the grocery store to grab some ingredient needed to complete dinner. I hadn't seen her in a year at least. We talked, laughed about the good ol days and upon asking her how she had been, she told me she was "sick, but doing okay." Never did I know that sick would lead to her passing away from kidney failure due to a bout with cancer at the age of 27.
Strangely enough, I was out with one of her good friends at the Jay-Z concert on Saturday when I asked how was Orish doing. The response was that "she was okay...just fighting" because she had been admitted to the emergency room maybe a month prior.
Less than 12hrs later and I get a text from that very same friend telling me that she no longer has to suffer and can finally rest in peace.
To see her in blogs is a little crazy to me but its also the reality of this thing we call life. Death isn't nearly as difficult when you read about someone passing in a news story. It's almost routine and I've read comments like "my grandpa died yesterday so what?" which kind of shock me.
I know Orish's twin sister (Irish) and older sister (LeMisha) would NEVER want to see her sister's death in the news - much less dismissed by insensitive readers. Regardless, it's a harsh wake up call to how life on earth is not valued as much as it should be and doesn't seem as tangible until it literally hits you in your household.
Let's just keep that in mind the next time "some person from such-and-such group" passes away and the story hits the net. They didn't ask to be publicized, the internet just rolls that way.
RIP Orish Grinstead (June 2nd 1980 - April 20th 2008)
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