Saturday, 16 September 2017

Abby Green

by Anne Walker

Oh boy….Abby.  I have known Abby for….acckkkk, correction…. I have come to know Abby over the past five, well...going on, six years.  All I have to do is say Abby, or write it in this case and my body starts doing all sorts of things I can not control.  She gets me excitable.  I can’t explain it because it really doesn’t make a lot of sense to me.  I don’t really have any experience with this before in any of my relationships to humans.  Abby and I began our writing relationship online five years and haven’t stopped writing.  Obviously, over time, she has become much more to me than that.  I knew she would, she swore it wouldn’t.  What can I say….I knew how I felt about this human I could not see or feel or touch pretty much from the beginning and I wasn’t going to give up.  

One day, we will get married.  We will be two people married to each other and I will still be a lifestyle trainer and writer and she will still be an Irish singer and instrumentalist.  We will have our animals and our ranch and the Eggcellence and our property in Colorado to fulfill.  She will make breakfasts dujour and I will try to hold up my end and give her new delights to try at the dinner table.  We will grow and learn together and share those things whenever possible.

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