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Italian style kiev made with Gary

Good morning excuse the weird title but it's so true and real.
Yesterday 30.6.2022, I stayed at home most of the day feeling rather low and sad 
I honestly didn't feel like doing anything just wanted to sit and break down, vent, get angry with myself for not being able to get out of this rutt I was in.
Doesn't help missing someone who broke your heart left never to return again until it is my turn to leave this hell of a plane called earth.
I tried to find something to do while waiting on a delivery.
Finished part of the work that needed to be done ready for despatching in the next day or so.
Then I felt a.presence and a smell of cheese(that always makes me laugh what a calling card his feet)🤣.
When I am low he feels my emotions and like a beacon of light he comes no matter what being earth bound it's his duty to calm me down and do what he can to make me feel happy again.
This time I was overwhelmed by what was planned,
Getting up from the lounge, promted to go to the fridge get the chicken breasts out two types.of.cheese grated and walked to the kitchen.
Next I felt the urge to whisk an egg, get the toasted breadcrumbs out of the cupboard and get prepared for what was being made by mine and Gary's hands.
What was weird it felt like he was taking over my body as I hadn't got a clue how to make these Kiev things.
True I have had the frozen ones from the supermarket but in the whole of my life I have never made any.
Grabbing a huge ceramic knife I cut the chicken breasts through the middle of each one with precise accuracy (which meant Gary was in control).
On another board two types of tomatoes little Cherry red ones and mini orange plum tomatoes were cut again, so was fresh basil from the plant homegrown on the windowsill in the kitchen.
See I hate knives I have done ever since I took one to my wrists many years ago after Gary died.
Read my book you will know that, if not follow the story on Amazon title is (Gary my journey of hope).

Proceeding onto the next stage I felt myself with hands that felt like they were not mine, filled the chicken breasts with tomatoes, cheese and Basil,
Dipped them in egg and the breadcrumbs.
Job done with chefs precision.
I honestly did feel like I was in a trance when that was happening.
Washing up and feeling rather weird I had a hug icy cold one and made a cup.of tea.
Asking signore Costello if he wanted a cup, he said Ay (yes in Yorkshire) please.
Made a cuppa put the made Italian style kiev in the oven until needed to be baked.
Surprises come in strange ways but this one was so beautiful, 
I have never been in a trance before and letting my Gary take over my hands to make these Kievs was mind boggling.

One thing I will say is I am blessed to have a love like this and the way of communicating with spirit.

Thank you Gary for making me happy.
The Kievs were delicious with Salad.
Now they are installed in my consciousness I will do them again.
 
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