What will you do, life asked me?
The day started, hard.
The middle, of the day, was hard.
The end of the day? No idea, the day just would NOT end.
Hard, became harder.
Harder, became impossible.
Impossible, became miserable.
What will you do, life asked me?
I wanted to tell work where work could shove work. I didn’t. I kept working.
I wanted to tell life where to get go, how to get there and who to take with it. I didn’t. I kept living.
I wanted to hide beneath my comforter cave and wait out all the hardness and madness. I didn’t. I went to the kitchen and made chili, instead.
I over cooked, the chili. I put too much sugar, in my coffee. I didn’t buy enough milk so ran out.
Yet, I remain:
Hopeful.
I made, my chili. Drank, my coffee. Did, my TRY.
Did I do these things well, today?
Honestly, not today. The point is, that I DID today. Best I could. ALL that is required.
When life asks you, beloveds, what YOU shall do, how shall you answer? I showed you mine, let me see your TRY.
here STILL,
Cassandra
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
That reminder to stop trying to prove ourselves and just set down the weight of guilt is so deeply comforting.…
I really enjoyed this, so true and made me smile.
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Why Can't I Be Loud?! 
as always beautifully written, beautifully spoken beautifully sister…..your journey is far from over . ❤️