There are raindrops falling steadily in Northern Virginia. And for the first time this year there's a chill in the autumn air. I'm wearing cute jeans with even cuter LL Bean flip flops. Kell would approve.
As I watch the clock tick toward 8 o'clock on this most horrid of days, my mind races with thoughts of Kell's last moments. I can't think of anything else even six long years later.
I wonder what how Kell felt on this evening. I hope she never gained enough consciousness to realize what had happened after she was attacked from behind. But I can't help but hope she knew how loved and adored she was...
I know she did. And I think she knows she still is loved and adored by those of us still here.
I will never, ever forget you, Kelly-Anne Drummond. Thank you for 20 years of laughter, smiles, crazy antics, joy, high school drama, neighborhood bonding, funny nicknames, unsolicited advice, and endless adventures. You were a class act and I'm lucky to have had you as a best friend and as close to a sister as I'll ever have.
This blog is a great way to pay tribute to your best friend, and to keep her memory alive. I look forward to reading more about her, and your friendship, and going back through the past blog posts. Makes me tear up!!
ReplyDeletemy name is leila I'm an english teacher, I'm Tunisian. I was preparing a test for my pupils about friendship.this page came by chance!
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry for four friend and to pay tribute for her is a good idea