Diane Remembered

Diane

It's been 3 years since Diane passed....still feels strange to say that, even though her friends knew it was coming for a very long time. Diane acted like she didn't know, or at least like she didn't believe it was possible all the way up to the day she died, or at least that's the way it seemed.

She kept trying new tests, new procedures, new chemotherapies...followed diets that would starve anybody, pretty much obsessed on her health to the exclusion of all else, including her artwork.  It was sad and difficult to watch....knowing we were seeing someone die before our eyes.

Damn that disease!  Damn Ovarian Cancer! 

Tonight I'll raise a glass to toast my friend. I'll remember our time together and perhaps shed a tear or two....wishing things could have been better for her.

But for what ever reason she had that experience, I am grateful to have had such a friend in my life.

So for today, Fifty Five Is The New Diane Remembered, because friends like that you don't forget.