….So, enjoy it.
This is our book club display of the books we believe Diana could have authored. I, along with the other gals in my book club, lost a dear friend recently and she has left a hole in many hearts. This Sunday we will celebrate her life, not with the sort of funeral one usually expects, but with a New Orleans style (When the Sainds Come Martching In...) type of celebration. We're not wierd, it's simply what Diana wanted. She made her wishes well known and her two beautiful children are going to great lengths to honor them. This celebration will not be held in a church or place of reverence, it will be a waterside memorial followed by a celebration at the Backus Gallery - a place that Diana loved dearly.You'll understand Diana's request when I tell you what she was like...imagine someone sweet as melting fudge, bubbly as champagne and wild as a helium balloon let loose...that was Diana Ferlisi. She was the ringleader of the group who would arrive for the book club discussion wearing a costume appropriate for the story. We've been Geishas, Southern Mamas, 1950's housewives, and when we read Water for Elephants...we were the circus. Diana never failed to make us laugh but she was also the first one to volunteer help when it was needed. She has dog-sat more times than we can count, she joined the back up singers doing "Itsy-bitsy Teenie-Weenie Yellow Polka Dot Bikini" when we put on a show for Donna's birthday party. She's bought copies of my books and sent them to all her friends...and many of those friends became blog subscribers and will be most probably read this. She gave parties that were nothing less than spectacular, and most importantly, she was a good friend to each and every one of us. Donna, Diana & Me...three Geishas out for a stroll.
When Diana’s daughter called and said they were doing pedestal displays to symbolize the varioys aspects of Diana’s life, we were honored to do one from the book club…so what did we do? Books, of course. Diana was not actually an author, but she could have easily written the book on how to live life well and have fun doing it. That’s why we created a stack of books authored by the version we had of Diana.
Of course, it’s what’s inside a book that counts and as her friends, we all knew what was inside Diana’s heart. What we didn’t know is what was growing inside her brain. Behind the smiles and laughter there was a maligant tumor that grew uglier with each passing day. In what seemed like a painfully short time, Diana left us to be with Our Lord Jesus.
Knowing Diana as we all did, I somehow believe there is a great party going on in Heaven…Louie Armstrong is tootin’ When the Saints Come Marching In and my bet is that Diana has rounded up an Angel Costume with lots of glitter.
Sleep well Dear Friend. we all miss you.
Diana (in white) Christmas 2009