We had Kelly over for dinner one night & served her fave, chicken/curry/broccoli casserole. Brooks,Kelly & I were yucking it up, drinking wine & having a “whee” of a time. She always insisted on doing the dishes as her way of thanking you. But Brooks snuck behind her & cleaned up the kitchen without her noticing. When she did realize what had happened, she was SO pissed and said; F**ker! She was so serious. So when I say that word now (but not to him), it’s as tho’ she is channeling thru me.

I miss her. I dream of her. She was so beautiful, generous, intense and fun! In my dreams I am so thankful to spend more time with her.

Also, toward the end, she would see me, and almost whisper: CAKE as she wanted a piece of chocolate cake.

That was our Kelly Bo Belly! 

Can you hear her say: You’re amazing! AND Livin’ the dream? She also always called Duke, the “man of her dreams”!