i was talking to kelly and mister climbed up on her tractor to be with her.  
she felt his fur and remarked how soft and clean.  
my hair is gone right now, she said. 
i didn't mention this diary i do.  
i will when i see her again.  i feel a little shy 
about telling her story but i believe we have to 
trust ourselves and our intuition, like kids and dogs.  
and intuitively i know that telling our story is healing, 
as dogs and kids are healing. 
i have stage four breast cancer, type HER.  
i wanted to retire, in four more years.  
i said, that's not long, but she's not going there now, for now, for now 
she is here, and she will see, it seemed a short while before, now four 
years may seem a short lifetime.

kelly, you always smiled with us, we smiled at a distance, you made us smile, 
and we felt close, the smiles bridges.  
me and mister are glad you are here, 
keeping the parkland beautiful and smiling.  
we send you our abiding love.