In Memory of Diana 1965-2006
Diana and I were pals from the moment we met in grade school, cracking each other up, and shouldering each other as we adjusted to life as newly arrived American girls. Our friendship was/is freewheeling, raucous from time to time, and deep. The first movie we watched together was "Carrie" which gave us both nightmares, and also got us in huge trouble with our parents. Thus began our consistent habit of seeing better films together, "The Gods Must Be Crazy", "La Cage Aux Folles", "ET", "Close Encounters", "The 400 blows", "The Color Purple", "Diva", "Watership Down" hundreds more since then.
The last film we saw together was "Goodnight and Good Luck", it was fall around thanksgiving she looked great, she was buoyant and in love with someone who was exceptionally present. Around her birthday she got sick with a super-bug that defied every imaginable intervention we could think of, and she was gone by spring.
Shattered, unsure of what to do next as grief took hold for quite some time. Somehow, I came to understand that keeping this venture going, even if its only limping along or treading water, was the next right thing to do, for all the other lifelong friendships between women, and between girls. There's always a need for new & diverse voices.