My step mother Diane Lowenstein died in her bed this morning while Dad was fixing her breakfast downstairs. She had just turned 70 years old in May.
Diane was extraordinarily courageous and unfailingly cheerful in dealing with the various illnesses that were a constant part of her life during much of the 24 years she and Dad shared with each other. She treated Dunreith and Aidan as family from the first time they me. I feel fortunate that Dunreith had the privilege to be with Diane last Wednesday through Saturday as they both treasured each other’s company.
I wrote the following letter to Diane last August, when it was clear she was failing, and wanted to share it here.
We will miss her.