Since Kell died I have been randomly writing down things as I remember them. Like, the time that she bought me the world's strangest birthday gift....
Who else would buy me a Rubbermaid container, ice scraper, and a blue light bulb (for ambiance)? I was so stunned when Kell marched over with those things for me for my birthday a few years ago. But it made sense didn’t it? And it also reflected her outlook on life. Why buy someone things that aren’t useful when it is so clear that there are things they need?
Isn't it clear I really miss her?
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Monday, December 13, 2004
The Beginning (of the end?)
It's so sad to think that this blog exists and that my dear friend does not.
I figured I would create a little place on the web to remember Kelly-Anne, and post information about the trial of her accused murderer as it becomes available.
I figured I would create a little place on the web to remember Kelly-Anne, and post information about the trial of her accused murderer as it becomes available.
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