#WriteBravely in Pithy Love Letters to Family

Dear​ ​Mom​ ​and​ ​Dad,
I​ ​love​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​gave​ ​me​ ​everything.​ Every thing I should never ​take​ ​for​ ​granted.​ ​Granted,​ ​you​ ​were​ ​right often.

Dear​ ​Brother​ ​and​ ​Sister.
I​ ​love​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​drove​ ​me​ ​crazy.​ ​Crazy​ ​seems​ ​to​ ​be​ ​a​ ​matter​ ​of​ ​perspective.​ ​Perspective​ ​to appreciate you​ ​now.

Dear​ ​Husband,
I​ ​love​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​provide​ ​me​ ​with​ ​home​ ​and​ ​hearth.​ ​Hearth​ ​that​ ​we need to​ stoke ​from​ ​time​ ​to​ ​time.​ ​Time–let’s make​ ​some.

Dear​ ​Son​ ​1,
I​ ​love​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​inspire​ ​me​ ​to​ ​be​ ​patient​ ​with​ people.​ ​People who​ ​have​ ​free​ ​will​ ​to​ ​please.​ ​Please​ ​give​ ​us​ ​a chance.

Dear​ ​Son​ ​2,
I​ ​love​ ​you.​ ​You​ ​teach​ ​me​ ​how​ ​to​ ​cope​ ​with​ ​adversity​ ​by using humor.​ Humor will help you to cope with those who don’t.​ ​Don’t​ ​be​ ​a​ ​d*ck.

Sincerely,

-Steph

I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words #6. #writebravely #writetribe #festivalofwords

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When She Found Me

When​ ​she​ ​found​ ​me,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​skipping​ ​rope.
​​Whoosh,​ ​jump,​ ​snap.
With​ ​each​ ​turn​ ​of​ ​the​ ​rope,​ ​I​ ​glimpsed​ ​key​ ​features.
Her​ ​locks,​ ​dark.
Whoosh.
Her​ ​eyes,​ ​bright.
Jump.
Her​ ​mouth,​ ​agape.
Snap.
My​​ ​​eyes​ ​darted​​ ​​away,​​ ​​for​​ ​​fear​​ ​​of​​ ​​her​​ ​​catching​​ ​​my​​ ​​gaze.​
Whoosh.
I​ ​skipped.
She​ ​found​ ​me.

©2017 Stephanie Abbott. All rights reserved. I wrote this piece in response to a prompt in the post “Loving In The Face Of Fear #MondayMusings” by Corinne Rodrigues. #WriteTribe

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Stella’s Visitor – Act 5

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“Walk with me, Stella,” purred the blue cat. “Let me share something with you.”

Still grappling with the reality of a world with talking animals and no sun, Stella simply nodded and kept pace with her new azure companion as it shared with her a cautionary tale.

Stella listened for hours and learned of the continuing changes to this world’s landscape and the curious population.

“Our forbears suffered for thousands of years as their lives were drenched in greed, hate, and despair. Eventually, a mighty civil war fractured our democratic republic,” the cat told Stella as they walked.

Stunned yet curious, Stella wondered aloud, “How did this happen?”

The cat flicked its bushy blue tail and continued, “Humans grew increasingly hostile to outsiders. They began to fear and distrust their neighbors and build barriers between regions. Their paranoia increased with their isolation as did the wars. Clans continued to live separately, limiting their bloodline, denying progress made by others, and eventually their societies collapsed under the weight of such historical ignorance.”

Stella stopped to consider the folly of the humans and the azure feline with glowing opals looking up at her. She quietly asked, “So, what happened to the humans?”

“During those dark ages, as borders were constantly being redrawn with blood and as their youth continued to lose their lives, humans eventually lost hold of their dominance within the animal kingdom. And that is also when our world was visited by those from the first dominion.”

Stella halted and looked up at the chartreuse sky. “You mean there is life out there?”

“Of course. There has always been. But more to the point, they have returned.”

Stella stopped and asked, “How do you know?”

“Simple,” the cat purred. “They have sent a new ambassador.”

“Really? Where? When?’

The cat smiled and looked towards Stella’s door floating along the glistening horizon. “Yes. Here. Now. She landed in your dining room just moments ago.”

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Today’s post is the fifth and final act in this particular story, “Stella’s Visitor.”

I composed this post last night while watching TV in bed before I created the image using the ArtRage app on my tablet.

Let’s go, #NaBloPoMo.

Dangerous Modifier

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One day in November, she picked up where she left off. Offline for too long, she steps on board for #NaBloPoMo again. A gain for the month of November, she plans to share short stories. Stories of love, life, and liberty.

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Tuesday, November 1, 2016. I wrote my first lines for the first day of National Blog Posting Month (#NaBloPoMo) and created this image using Art Rage.

For Peaceful Mindsets

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For Peaceful Mindsets by Steph Abbott.

Tensions release to
Day’s bright for hope not bloodshed
For peaceful mindsets

©2015 Stephanie Abbott. All rights reserved.
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Monday, September 21, 2015 (International Day of Peace). Let us find common ground to build a place for peace. I created the image (using ArtRage 4) and wrote this haiku while daydreaming of a place for peace.