How do you put a 51year relationship into a few words? The answer, of course, is that it can’t be done. Dianne was the most optimistic person I have ever known…right up to the end. The last time I talked to her was on Thanksgiving morning when she told me she was dying. Then she asked how I was doing; what was I doing with my day. To Dianne, friendship meant everything. I am one of the people in her life that soon left the St. Petersburg area; yet we remained friends over the years in spite of the distance. Holly asked me today how I felt…strange, since we talked on our cells every day, and now…it’s tough to deal with the silence. I’d like to have known her IQ. I never had to use Alexis or Google. I had Dianne on the other end with the answer. I can tell you that she told me many times in her life that her happiest day was Holly’s wedding day. That was one of her favorite topics of conversation. Dianne made many friends through her professions. I met her in a more unique way…I became her piano teacher years ago. To this day, I don’t know how she got my name, but the stars were aligned, and we were destined to meet. Diane always wanted to see Chuck and her parents after she died. I see her at a round table with her family members, and excited to meet Dr. Rush’s daughter and others who have made that same final trip. As the years go by, she will be with all her friends again. Diane was very tired at the end of her life, and sleeping a lot. I told her to sleep her way into paradise. Can’t you see it? Dianne with friends, relatives, and her pets who have gone before her? I feel privileged to have known Dianne, and I know that she is already busy in a better place for her, free from disease and poor health.