Friends, it is with a heavy heart that I inform you that our dear friend and colleague Mrs. A.L. has passed away after a long battle with cancer. She lost her battle with the “communist cancer cells” (as she called them) last Saturday, May 9th. She died in the arms of her loving “husband person” Steve.
Many of you may have wondered why Mrs. A.L. hadn’t posted for the last few months… well, now you know. All of us who knew about her condition had hopes that she might win this battle, or at least keep it in check for a while and that she would return to bless us with her musings.
Mrs. A.L. was in real life “Diane”. Her handle was “Mrs. Always Learning”. The kicker was that we all learned from her. She had an uncanny ability to look at things with a perception that was unique to Diane. That, along with her ability to stay positive despite the horrors of her affliction, was a testament to what a special person she was. She was always polite and positive, yet she was nobody’s pushover.
Most of us here at N&F have known her for over a decade, going back to the Townhall blog days when we began sharing conservative ideas and opinions during the Bush 43 years. Townhall eventually became a slugfest with a plague of leftists, and after “the Won” squatted in the White House and the ensuing destruction of our country began in earnest, we all drifted away to our own blogs. After starting ‘Nox & Friends, I invited Diane to join our crew and she graciously accepted. Her contributions were always stellar and thought provoking; she was a star.
Two years ago, while commiserating on an upcoming series concerning voter fraud we began talking on the telephone regularly. Our chats became a fairly regular event and we grew to be close friends. During these many conversations she confided to me the seriousness of her cancer. I had no idea. She never complained. Not once. Nor did she ever whine about the unfairness of it all. (She chronicled her illness at her private blog which can be viewed here.)
During our chats, we laughed, cracked jokes, or bitched about the lefties and the latest outrage of the day. Through it all she confided to me how she was being pretty much a test dummy for cancer research and how her trials might help doctors to help others. She hoped that her response to experimental treatments might help the fight against cancer and ultimately lead to a cure. Think about that for a moment. That was Diane, totally selfless.
About six months ago, she found that maintaining focus was becoming more difficult due to her intense treatments and that prevented her from continuing to write. She apologized for being a slacker. Again… typical Diane.
As the cancer took a firmer grip, our conversations became much more frequent. I would check on her or she would report in after her latest dose of whatever poison they were injecting her with or radiating her with. Her faithful husband Steve often kept me apprised of her situation and I remain eternally grateful to him for that. I know that Diane was pleased that Steve and I have become friends.
For a while, we thought that Diane might have those commie cancer cells in check. She sounded great on the phone, spirits high, and full of grit… and of course happy to be alive and loving Steve for being at her side, sharing every second of the ordeal. She kept telling me that she hoped to return to blogging soon. Then the real bad news came… she called to tell me she was in hospice and the communist cancer cells would soon be winning the battle and that she would die soon.
Friends, I can’t tell you all how many times she told me how thankful she was for all of her “fellow bloggers’ and visitors who would comment and share ideas, commiserate, or just bitch on our blog, and how she just loved it all. She loved this country and loved all of us for loving it too.
Diane was a devout Christian; not the nutty type that would quote scripture at the drop of a hat (you know the type) … an honest to God real Christian. She lived it. I admired her devotion and her faith. I can also tell you all she was at peace with her affliction and that she knew that she was going to heaven.
While in hospice care, Diane visited with other patients and consoled them despite the agony she was suffering herself. Again, so typical of Diane. We should all hope to be such a kind and caring person.
Words alone cannot describe my sincerest admiration for this lovely and selfless lady. They simply fail me.
The world was a better place with Diane in it. She was pure sunshine. We were blessed to have known her and her memory will forever live in our hearts. Her motto: “Everyday is a holiday”. That’s the God’s honest truth.
Rest in peace, dear friend. We’ll all see you on the other side…
PS. – Please keep Steve in your thoughts and prayers as he comes to grips with the loss of his beloved Diane.
The following is a message from Diane’s husband Steve:
It is with a heavy heart that I write this.
Diane, my best friend, wife and companion for the last 16 years passed away on Saturday May 9th 2015. Diane’s passing was peaceful, she quietly left my arms and took the Lord’s hand and went home.
Diane made the decision to fight this menace called cancer almost three years ago. Her fight had many battles and a series of campaigns that left me in awe. Her faith, spirit, determination and just downright grit serve as examples of how we live life and face death. She faced every challenge no matter the pain or difficulty head on. She demonstrated feats of endurance and mental stamina with a gleam in her eye and a smile, as if to say, ‘is that all ya got’. While in hospice care she continued to amaze and for those of you fortunate enough to visit her there saw the Diane I lived with a vibrant individual who embraced death as she did life.
Diane donated her body to science with hopes that a doctor or nurse will learn something from her experience that may help another person. Due to this there will be no formal funeral. I will be holding several celebrations of her life over the next few weeks doing as she wished.
On her behalf I would ask that in lieu of flowers that donations are made in her name to the Blue Ridge Hospice.
Blue Ridge Hospice
333 West Cork Street, Suite 405
Winchester, VA 22601
Notice: In honor of our beloved Diane, this will be the only post today.