Layers within the Years

Layers within the Years

Layers within the YearsBundled in my snowsuit,I lumbered outside in the cold drifts,To slide down the neighbor’s hill.I couldn’t feel my hands or toes,Or move my legs.My eyelashes froze. My tears iced over my face. I questioned, where was I in this?Ladened with books...
Abbe’s Ruminations June 2023      Who Am I?

Abbe’s Ruminations June 2023 Who Am I?

Welcome to my newsletter, Abbe’s Ruminations. I mull, contemplate, ponder – old and new experiences, finding what I call the joy and laughter of repetition or the abandonment to not knowing. An innocent question from the sales representative at the Verizon...

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