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Breaks Are Important

I’m Abbie Johnson Taylor, and I wrote this post.   Thanks to Linda Hasselstrom for inspiring this. Linda runs a writers’ retreat facility in South Dakota. In a recent post, she shares how one of her clients showed her the … Continue reading

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Once in Love with Amy

This post is by Abbie Johnson Taylor.   As most of you know, I have a visual impairment. On my PC and tablet, I use software that reads everything to me and repeats what I type. With such software, there … Continue reading

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Once in Love with Amy

This post is by Abbie Johnson Taylor.   As most of you know, I have a visual impairment. On my PC and tablet, I use software that reads everything to me and repeats what I type. With such software, there … Continue reading

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A Summer Mountain Poem

This post is by Abbie Johnson Taylor.     Now that the hot, dog days of summer are here, you may be planning a trip to the mountains. If you live in California’s Sierra Nevada region, according to an NPR … Continue reading

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Barfing on the High Seas

This post is by Abbie Johnson Taylor.   One morning years ago at the Sportsman’s Lodge in Los Angeles, while most of my extended family was gathered for my uncle’s wedding, we were sitting around the pool, discussing what we … Continue reading

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A New Me

Recently while my homemaker from the local senior center was cleaning, she found plaster falling from the ceiling near my kitchen door. Apparently, it had gotten wet. This could only mean one thing. My roof was leaking again. Why didn’t … Continue reading

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Hangover Revisited

This post is by Abbie Johnson Taylor.   I just returned last night from a week in Florida with my brother and his family, where I had a wonderful time. Since I’m still unpacking and have a million other things … Continue reading

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Holiday Writer’s Block

This post is by Abbie Johnson Taylor.   Thanks to Neva Bodin for inspiring this. When I read her poem last week, for one split second, I was tempted to re-blog it but decided instead to write my own Christmas … Continue reading

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The Man on the Flying Trapeze

Have you ever been to a circus, watched an aerialist, and wondered how they did it or thought, oh boy, I’m glad I’m not doing that. Well, believe it or not, my late husband Bill, after suffering two strokes that … Continue reading

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Bill’s Birthday

This Post by Abbie Johnson Taylor Bill would have been seventy-four years old today. I wrote the following poem four years ago on his birthday while he was in the nursing home almost two weeks before he passed. It appears … Continue reading

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