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October 15, 2015

Abby’s Sick, Day 4


 
Being sick is terrible! Hours of sleep followed by meds and OJ. When I am awake Netflix is on tap. I’ve had the pleasure to enjoy lots of series I either missed or never saw at all. O the joys of having a sick day in the 21st century. How I would have loved Netflix back in the 70’s when I was a kid.
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Published on October 15, 2015 07:33

October 14, 2015

Abby’s Sick Day 3


Abby’s Sick Day 3
Armed with three boxes of tissues, OJ, Chicken Noodle Soup and two spirits are the staple of a very sick woman. I’ve slept more in the last two days then I have all year.  Rest is good for soul just like Chicken soup I suspect.
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Published on October 14, 2015 07:33

October 13, 2015

Abigail's Sick Day


Being sick is no fun. I find myself at this moment in the mist of the worst cold I’ve had since I had the double pneumonia and the flu a couple of years ago.
After a quick visit to the doctor’s office I am now pumped full of antibiotics, orange juice and chicken soup. Armed with my remote, soft blanket and a few other essentials I am ready to snooze and get better.
 
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Published on October 13, 2015 02:32

October 8, 2015

Winter Love


Scattered winds of loves
Blowing like the cold of winter
Love in the deepest depths of my soul
Pieces of a shattered dream
Frozen like a lake in winter
Cracking like the first snow of winter as the sun dawns
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Published on October 08, 2015 06:42

October 6, 2015

Love Is.....



Love is incredible.
Love is fantastic
Love is a kiss of faith, loyalty and strength
Love is a deep abiding faith in forever and a day
Love is wanting you back when you go away
Love is hearts afire entwined in in a dual of a lifetime of love
Love is forever and a day
Love is sixty years and a day
Love is six kids, thirty grandkids
Love is us never apart
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Published on October 06, 2015 09:09

October 4, 2015

Wait For Love~ Abby


I awoke this morning thinking of love. Being in love is the most incredible thing in the world. Those who miss out on loving another person misses one of the most incredible feelings in life. I often think the most courage’s thing one does is take a chance on love. Following your heart when it comes to love can be one of the most rewarding things you do.
Love is so many things and sharing your life with some who loves you can never be wrong. Love is that feeling comes over you at the touch of a hand, a simple look, the mention of a name. Love is just that incredible.
Wait for love….Abby
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Published on October 04, 2015 06:30

October 2, 2015

Halloween


Halloween
Shapes and shadows in the night
Things that go bump in the night
Fire burns and cauldron bubble
I want my mummy
What are you going to be this year?
Halloween sweets and treats
Trick-or-Treat
Spook-takular ghosts, goblins, and ghouls
Fly with the witch on her ragged broom
BOO!
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Published on October 02, 2015 01:00

October 1, 2015

October

   
October
It’s the first day of October and the leaves are falling. 
Frolic in the fall leaves
Shades of autumn shine on, harvest moon
Behold the changing leaves and enjoy the crisp breeze
Amazing autumn days as the leaves tumble down
Leaves abound from all around
Colorful days of autumn quivering in the wind
Fall, falling, fallen leaves
Howling through the trees
Welcome October 1st
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Published on October 01, 2015 01:00

September 29, 2015

CALLOUS TRUTHS by Taabia Dupree



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Taabia Dupree
Releasing Sept 25th, 2015
   


Blurb
Have you ever loved someone so much that you ignored what was right in front of you? After a decade of friendship, Zaniel Baker finds himself envious of his best friends, Micheal, Ryan and Trevor. Even with a dark cloud of unspoken tragedy lingering over their friendship, his friends have managed to find everything that Zaniel wants for himself...happiness and love.

Then he meets Anastasia. Love at first sight soon turns to a licentious obsession.
When tragedy strikes yet again, Zaniel's blinders are ripped off, leaving him in a web of lies, deception, and betrayal.

 Can he come back from something that has turned his life upside down? Will his past be a part of the problem or the solution?

 
       

“You know the worse part about that day bro?” Zaniel asked Ryan as they sat down at their regular both at Monahan’s.
Ryan sighed and shook his head. “Again with you and memory lane man. All the way here you talked about that day. That was over thirty years ago. Why you have to bring that crap up. You make me look like a pussy every time you tell the story.”
Trevor and Michael laughed as they took their spots at the both. The four men have been friends for over thirty years. They started in kindergarten together and celebrating any one of their birthdays, someone reminds them of their rough past.
“Aw look at him. Zaniel looking a little sensitive not being able to finish his story about our best friend getting killed.” Michael said as he downed another beer.
That time had been a sad time for them all, and Michael was the last one to want to hear about that day.
“Sorry, I was just saying that Pauly is really missed and that’s it.”
“No, you son of a bitch you were going to say if we had listened to Trevor and stayed the fuck away from that store Pauly would be here right now. Blame me still huh Zan?” Trevor grabbed Michael by the arm when he tried to stand. Zaniel looked away and Ryan shook his head again and called the waitress over. “Hey, can we get another couple rounds over here?”
“Trevor man, I have never said anything like that, that you were to blame. If anything we are all to blame. It was a dumb idea and we all went along with it and now it’s over. Look Happy Birthday man, and a cheery toast too many more.” Zaniel clinked everybody's glass. Michael kept tossing his drink back and ignored him.
His teeth clenched together, but Zaniel kept quiet. Especially when Ryan kicked his foot under the table. When he looked over, Ryan did a small shake of his head.
“Hey remember when Mike here, had that girl in his basement? Remember his big brother Kyle came home, and he heard them down there humping and grinding away, and Kyle ran down in the basement naked screaming the house was on fire, and he couldn’t find his clothes?” Ryan chuckled so hard he could barely get his sentence out. Trevor laughed and beer squirted from his nose.
Michael laughed too, but it wasn’t one of those hearty laughs as the guys had. He glanced over at Zaniel and asked, “Hey, if you don’t blame me, how come you stop talking to me that summer. It was both our birthday’s coming up before school and you didn’t say a damn word to me that summer. Why Zaniel? Why you cut out like that man.”
“Come on Mike. We are here to do shots, drink beer and talk shit. Let’s get some food too.” Ryan said as he waved the waitress over to them once again
“Bullshit Ryan. You have always been like that man, ever since we were kids. The fuck’n peacemaker. You break everything in your body and all you got to say is let’s eat, drink and fuck’n be merry.” Michael took the last swing of his third beer and started to stand.”
Zaniel stood and grabbed his arm, “Hey Mike…”
Michael gave him no chance to say anything else because he punched him in the face. Zaniel went backward, and his back hit the both. He swiftly recovered and went after Michael, who had turned to walk away. He grabbed his arm and was about to hit him when Michael moved and jabbed him in the gut. Zaniel went down to his knees.  About The Author
Amazon Bestseller Author Taabia Dupree was born in the United States and grew up on the Eastern Seaboard. Her love of books and anything with words came from her parents. As a young person, Taabia read anything she could get her hands on, from cereal boxes, to the Encyclopedia Britannica, to the National Geographic, to the business section of the local newspaper. Yet some of her favorite reads came from writers; L'Amour, Tolstoy, Eddings, Tolkien, Hugo, Wright, Dickens, and Hemingway.

In 1999, Taabia started writing erotic fantasy stories for online story groups. She self-published her first erotic story in 2011.

Today, Taabia Dupree writes poetry and erotic short stories. Her books can be found in several genres, including coming of age, mystery & psychological-thrillers, fantasy, and paranormal. She's currently working on a crime novella and a sci-fi fantasy novella.

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Published on September 29, 2015 01:00

September 28, 2015

Happy Anniversary - Abby


 

 I awoke a couple of sleeps ago to the realization that less than three years ago today in 2013 I was a very ill woman. Three surgeries and multiple treatments later, I truly had no idea then how sick I was. But at that moment what knew for sure was that I was totally alone.
There was not one, no not one to stand with me are so I thought. I was slowly proved wrong and I am grateful.
In the shadow of my mind’s eye I can see myself slowing falling into a state of utter and everlasting lifelessness. I can remember standing at so many doors  knocking, asking for help and having most doors not answered and countless others slammed in my face. But then there came a day when so many doors opened I could not handle the help that came my way.
Just thinking about how far I have came and who took the journey with me always makes me misty eyed. Thank you will never be enough for the days I cried and some many who dried my tears not because they had to but they want  to.
I will always be grateful for a handful of people who stood with me, stood for and were by my side through the most difficult time in my life.  The greatest tribute to life is knowing that you have touched someone’s life. Those who touched my life over the past three years make me proud to call them friends.
When I look back at all I been through all I can say is Thank you. Maybe it was the phone calls, the terrible chicken soup, the calls in the middle of the night were I rambled on and on which I later found out were a symptom of my illness or just the silent agreement as I would sit and cry thankful that someone was wiling to listen. Then again it may have been the rides to the doctor that brought me through. Whatever it was, I am most appreciative and will never forget the kindness that was extended to me.
 
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Published on September 28, 2015 06:36

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