|Marysia, written by Michelle
Marysia Lewis, by Michelle Babat, sister
Marysia Lewis, nee Brady, my one sibling, was born on 8th October 1975. Whilst my mother was having a Caesarean Section, I was in the hospital with my father waiting in the cafe. Actually I had an appointment at the adjoining Sick Childrens Hospital to have my blood checked as I had only been out of hospital myself for a few weeks with a blood disorder.
My mum had previously lost a few babies, so I was really excited to be having a new brother or sister that day. I was delighted to hear I had a baby sister and couldnt wait to get her home.
Since Marysia was only a few months old, due to domestic violence, my mother and father split, and we moved to a new house on our own.
Being a mother myself, I can only imagine how hard this must have been, both emotionally and financially. My father never gave my mother any money for our upbringing, nor did he ever visit or see us.
Having a new baby was great fun, I loved helping mum bath her, dress and play with her and do all the things that needed to be done. I had waited for six years to have a brother or sister, and now I had one, a gorgeous baby sister. Soon mum had to go to work and relatives watched us at night when mum was at work. Mum saved her money carefully, and when Marysia was two, we went to Spain for our first family holiday abroad together. Marysia had very pale skin and we were worried about the sun, but she was fine. She was also a very choosy eater, and we thought she wouldnt like the food - she loved it. We played every day in the swimming pool, she loved swimming.
For Marysias fourth birthday, she got a lovely rocking horse, which she adored, that horse is now in my daughters bedroom, still in perfect condition, 25 years old.
When we were off school for the holidays, mum used to take us day trips to the beach or to swimming baths further away from home, or to nice parks with boating ponds and fishing areas.
The next time we went to Spain, Marysia was six, we went camping in Estartit, and hired bikes. We got a tandem as Marysia was too young to go on the road herself, so she was behind me, I wondered how my legs were so sore after a day out cycling - she hadnt pedalled the whole way - I had!
Although there was six years between us, for her younger years I think I was like a miniture mum to her, always doing things for her and playing with her. I remember her first day at school, mum had knitted her a small grey skirt and jumper as Marysia was such a skinny wee thing, nothing in the shops fitted her for starting school. I was at the same school for her first year there, then I moved to high school. I walked her up and down to school every day, and was always checking on her at the interval and lunch times that she was alright. We started a gymnastic club soon after, and both of us were always out in our back garden practicing our routines. I remember when she got her first pair of roller boots, they were yellow with a black stripe on them, mine were yellow too, she loved having the same things as me. We used to play for hours on our roller boots, shouting to mum to come and see us going backwards or faster or whatever the new trick was we had learned. Mum was a great knitter and we always had matching jumpers in lots of different colours which we wore together.
When I started the high school, mum had a day job then, and Marysia went to a neighbours house after school until I finished and came to pick her up, we then went home and started on the housework before mum came home. Marysia's jobs were to roll up the hoover cable and dry the dishes, it still makes me laugh now when I think back to then, as she would leave her chores till mum arrived in the car, then she would run and do them before mum got in!
We were in lots of clubs together, Irish dancing, Gymnastics, swimming, youth clubs and Marysia loved being in the school netball team, and she always got medals for her sports.
Marysia was a huge Madonna fan, we both were, and when Madonna had a concert at Wembley, I got two tickets as a surprise. I told Marysia who was still at school at the time, that we were going to see Scotland play football at Wembley, all the boys in her class thought she was mad, as they knew there was no football match at all. We got the coach with all the other people going to the concert, she kept saying there was lots of people on the bus dressed as Madonna, when we reached Wembley, I told her why we were really there - the surprise on her face was amazing, she couldnt believe it! We had a fantastic time there, and mum still has our tickets and souvineers that we bought.
In 1990, I took Marysia on holiday by ourselves to Turkey. I had been before, but it was here first time there. She fell in love with the place, just like I had. She loved belly dancing, and every night we went to the same bar so she could get up and dance with the resident belly dancer.
In 1992, I decided to go and work for the summer in Turkey before I got married (to a Turk) in the October. Marysia came over with me for the first month, she was really upset to be going back to Scotland when I was staying for the rest of the summer. She came back with my mum for my wedding in October, where she was my bridesmaid, which we had promised each other when we were younger, that we would both be each others chief bridesmaid, no matter what.
I came home in Dec 92 from Turkey and had a small flat where I lived with my new husband. Marysia was over staying with me every weekend.
As we got older, we were best friends and done everything together, cinema, taking the dogs out, learning her to drive, her coming to work with me (I was self employed at the time), going dancing together etc.
In 1993, Marysia left school and went to college in Aberdeen. In 1995, Marysia decided with her friend to move to London, they both applied for jobs which they got and moved down to London where they shared a flat together. Marysia then met Daniel, whom she married in Sept 97. She joined a recruitment agency in 1996, and in a very short space of time was made manager, infact, I think she was one of the youngest ever in the company to make manager by the age of 22.
Marysia was very competitive from a very early age, winning lots of medals and trophies at school for sporting achievements.
She was also top sales in her previous job and her years in recruitment had also been highly successful, she was very highly regarded within the organisation and always a top achiever.
The day after Marysia got married, I moved with my husband and son, age 4 down to London to start work as a trainee with the same company that Marysia worked for. We all lived in the same house for the first six months of me being there. Even when we moved to our own flat, we took turns every night having dinner in each others houses and at weekends.
She bought me tickets to go and see Robbie Williams in London Arena, although she didnt like his music, she came with me and we had a great night, we could hardly speak the next day.
Marysia was then promoted to regional Manager of the Thames Valley Office and she then moved to Reading.
In 2000, Marysia and Daniel split up then decided to go for councelling to see if they could work it out, they decided not to and went their separate ways.
Although I moved back to Scotland and she was in London, I was down in London once every month with work for a few days and I stayed with her. After the meeting finished, we would tear away to get home and changed and go out for a meal and spend some real quality time with each other. There may have been five hundred miles between us, but we spoke to each other every day and every night on the phone.
Marysia then decided to buy herself a flat which she was in the process of at the time of her murder.
She had everything to live for, age 26, stunningly beautiful, a fantastic personality, great fun to be with, a beautiful figure, a fantastic job (she would most probably have been made the next director within a short space of time within the company.)
Marysia loved the beautiful things in life, had a very loving and supportive mother and sister, her one and only nephew which she adored, dining out in the best restaurants in London, great friends, only ever wearing designer clothes, Dolce & Gabanna, Gucci and Prada were her favourites, even all her work suits were by these designers. She drove a beautiful top of the range Audi TT Roadster Convertible and was buying a flat at £265,000 in London.
Although we both worked for the same company, we had a long term plan that we would have our own business together, she was going to open a Designer Clothes Shop and adjoining it would be my Nail Bar/Beauty Salon. That way, once we got the businesses up and running we would both be our own boss and be able to take time out to have kids at the same time.
Since I have lost Marysia my life has turned upside down. Initially with the stress of it all, I had over a year off work, I did try on several occassions to go back, but each time it was far too stressful for me. In the end, I had to leave.
I fell pregnant with my daughter, Zaria Marysia Babat, born 18.3.03 and now also have another son, born 1.3.04, Jaiden Seran Babat.
When Marysia was murdered in that fire, a very large part of me was murdered with her too.
She has a new neice and nephew that wont ever see her or have her be a part of her life, but I will always tell them about her and never let them forget. I miss her so much.