Planting Roots– Wiggling Toes

Planting Roots– Wiggling Toes

Planting RootsI’ve been uprooted from my home more than a handful of times.I think of myself as wanderer Grounded not by the place But more by feel.As a humanoidI grow roots by Filling voids.Family isOne anchor, Friends are another, Love becomes a binder. No matter...
Abbe’s Ruminations – December 2022

Abbe’s Ruminations – December 2022

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. Imagine you are nine years old and love to dance. The sound of...
Abbe’s Ruminations – November 2022

Abbe’s Ruminations – November 2022

Can you see me? I’m not very tall. I’ve been that way since day one. Although when you’re born, no one thinks about that. They’re enthralled by the pudgy cheeks, the dimple, and that you were born with eyebrows and curls. No one ever notices height. Can you hear me?...
Abbe’s Ruminations – October 2022

Abbe’s Ruminations – October 2022

When the dark set in, I waited petrified as the white of light moved into night. I’m not sure when the fear came to me or why, but it coincided with my parents moving me out of a shared bedroom with my sister into the redone den. I’d read into the late hours, or I’d...

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