Yesterday was a day of sweeping highs and lows--nothing in between.

The first thing was that I got an e-mail from a boyfriend from college, Geoffrey, whom I haven't seen or spoken to in like five years, when he dropped off the planet earth. When I saw the name on the e-mail, my jaw literally dropped, and I was so excited that I wrote him even before I read his message! He was very into saying how sorry he was that he did all these terrible things to me, but since they were fourteen years ago, I'm pretty much over it, and besides, after we broke up for the nine millionth time we were great friends for many years, until he did said disappearing act.

But now he's back!

Man, I love the web!

One thing he said, though, that I want to address is that he actually was reading this very page for a couple of days and he wasn't sure whether to write to me or not and then he read about my Da and decided to. I told him that if he had decided to write after reading it for months and months, that would have been unforgivable.

Anyway, I want to say this right now, for the record:

Attention long-lost friends:
Don't be a putz, write me! I want to hear from you! And if I find out that you didn't write to me even though you knew exactly where to find me, I will be forced to kill you.

No jury in the world will convict me...

And then the swoop down (and up and down again) was Diane's memorial service. It reminded me very much of my father's memorial--telling the story of her life, lots of funny stories, the occasional heart-wrenching moment. It was really great.

And it made me realize that she's really gone, you know? I mean, with my Da I was right in the room, and I still don't feel like he's gone--just getting a phone call telling me that Diane was dead with no preparation was so loopy that it didn't seem as though it could be true, but last night it really hit me that I would never see her again, and how very much I wanted to.

Another thing that reminded me of my father's memorial was that it was like a bizarre high-school reunion. It was for a terrible reason, but I was seeing all these people that I haven't seen in 800 years (Laura! Jeff! Kathleen! Matthew STEWART!!!) and it was just so wonderful to see them.

Happy/sad, happy/sad for hours and hours.

Godspeed, Diane. I'll see you in heaven.

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