Diana Marie Loomis, a beloved wife, mother, grandmother, and sister, passed away peacefully on Nov. 7, 2025, at the age of 67. Born on Jan. 19, 1958, in Cobleskill, New York, Diana lived her life as a devoted servant to the Lord, embodying kindness, love, and grace in all her dealings.
Diana was a cherished member of her family, celebrated for her warmth and caring spirit. She was married to her devoted husband, Daniel Dewitt Loomis, for 46 wonderful years. Together, they nurtured a beautiful family that included their three daughters, Stephanie Ruth Burkhardt and her husband Bryon, Naomi Marian Loomis, and Rachel Marie Loomis. Diana’s love extended to her grandson, Landon Thomas Burkhardt, who brought her immense joy.
Her vibrant personality shone through in her many hobbies and interests. Diana had a passion for crocheting, showcasing her craftiness with each stitch she made. She found joy in simpler pleasures, often immersed in playing games on her phone—Solitaire and matching games were among her favorites. In her downtime, she enjoyed watching YouTube videos, particularly those that introduced new culinary delights.
Diana was also deeply connected to her siblings: brothers Frederick Lawrence Schumacher, John Emmett Schumacher, Paul Anton Schumacher, and Matthew Jeremy Schumacher with his wife Maria Teresa, and sisters Kathleen Ann Roberti and her husband Chris, and Marjorie Caroline Coffin. The love shared among them and their families formed a cherished bond that remained strong throughout her life.
Though Diana will be profoundly missed by her family, her legacy will live on in the hearts of those who knew and loved her. She was preceded in death by her father, John Anton Conrad Schumacher Jr., mother, Ruth Schumacher Winnie, brother, Steven Michael Schumacher, and sister, Sandra Lee Bailey. These family members welcomed her with open arms into eternal rest.
A Celebration of Life service will be held on Thursday, Nov. 13, 2025, at 11 a.m., at the Security First Baptist Church in Cleveland, Texas. Family and friends are invited to join in honoring the memory of Diana, reflecting on the love and laughter she brought into their lives.
As we remember Diana Marie Loomis, let us carry forward her spirit of love, kindness, and faithfulness, ever grateful for the time we shared with such a remarkable woman.
All services to be handled under the trusted care of Neal Funeral Home.
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For five years, Diana made my life hell.
She stalked me online alongside two other people, following me from place to place on YouTube and using countless fake accounts to harass, attack, and isolate me. Between the three of them, they created more than 100 fake accounts for the purpose of stalking me, spreading lies about me, attacking my character, and trying to turn my online friends against me.
They didn’t just harass me, they tried to isolate me. They went after the people I cared about and attempted to make sure I had no one left to talk to. Her friend even made videos about me, including videos containing violent threats against me. I lived with that constant stress and fear for years. There were times when the harassment became so overwhelming that I would physically get ill from the stress.
She said some of the cruelest things I’ve ever had said to me. For five years, there was always another account, another attack, another accusation, another attempt to hurt me or destroy a friendship. It was relentless.
What makes it especially difficult for me to reconcile is that she identified herself as an “Christian” and spent so much time judging other people. She condemned people she believed were living the “wrong” way and treated anyone who wasn’t white, straight, and a Christian as though they were somehow lesser or destined for “hell.”
I don’t need to decide what happens to someone after death. That’s between her and whatever God she believed in. But I can say this: I experienced very little of the compassion, forgiveness, or love that Christianity is supposed to represent from her.
Her death doesn’t erase what happened to me. It doesn’t give me back the five years I lost to fear, stress, harassment, and constantly wondering who was behind the next fake account. It doesn’t erase the things she said, the things her friends did, or the damage they caused.
I can acknowledge that she’s dead without pretending that she didn’t hurt me.
I spent five years being stalked, harassed, threatened, lied about, and isolated. I am allowed to grieve what happened to me. I’m allowed to be angry. I’m allowed to feel relief that the harassment is over. And I’m allowed to tell the truth about how deeply it affected me.
Her death does not rewrite my experience.