She remembered all of the words to Meg Christian tunes. She was upbeat
and positive even when her heart ached with longing. She was there for
many of us in our times of need or rejoicing. She was a dedicated church
member who loved Pam and June. She was a Gyrlgroove team member who could
be counted on to pull her weight. She was a community elder with roots in
Knoxville that go ‘way back. She came to us from Texas, and we were richer
for it. She was a tender caregiver to her elderly Aunt Helen. She was a
gracious and welcoming hostess who made guests feel “at home.” She was a
loyal participant in community-wide activities.
She was Dianne Draper. Her 63 years on the earth ending in 2006 were far
too short. Her positive energy and mischievous humor made many an eye
twinkle with mirth. She always looked forward, trying hard to shed hurts
and anger. She was almost always successful, but she was also human.
Her
place in our community can never be filled. Dianne was a wonderful person
who gave love with open arms to those around her. She understood what it
meant to truly be a woman-loving-woman, and she did so with a generosity
of spirit that never narrowed the path before her.
I will remember her as a hard-working woman who gave her all. Her body may
have broken, but never her spirit.
She and I were sisters in many ways. We shared a love of the women’s
community that many young women don’t seem to have today. We come from a
generation who broke down the closet doors so that those who come after
might have it a bit easier. I know she wanted that.
We didn’t see eye-to-eye on religious issues, but that never dampened the
spirit of friendship between us. She loved her Father, and I loved my
Mother, and that’s just the way it was with us. We agreed to respect the
other’s spiritual path. She did so in a way that is truly rare. Not many
Christians can get along with this grumpy old Dianic pagan, but Dianne
could. She made me feel accepted just for who I am. That is a rare gift.
I am grateful to have had time to get to know Dianne. I wish I could have
known her longer, deeper, but we had some special times. I will always
treasure them.