I was tired of living in the meantime.

I was tired, of living in the meantime.

I found, I was ready to live, in the here, in the now.

I was no longer willing, to wait for life to find me.

I determined I would live, now, and allow life to catch up with me.

I was tired, of finding other things to do.

I was, I am determined, to do what my heart was called to do.

In the meantime, I am living, I am loving, I am doing, I am writing.

I no longer wait, hoping, and biding my time. While, in the meantime, I do other things, lesser things, filler things, less satisfying things.

As distractions, saddened that I must do those distracting things, in the meantime.

In the meantime, was getting in the way, taking up all my time. In the meantime, leaving me no time, to truly live. Which left me, in the meantime, wondering and wandering my way, through life.

I have wandered my last. Now, I do. Yet, I don’t yet know how to live a meaningful life. You see, I had been living, in the meantime, looking to the future, to rescue me from my now. Now, was never enough, somehow.

Somehow, I found myself longing, waiting for a day that would never come. A day that would tell me my life had just begun.

One day, I found in the meantime was just not enough. I was tired of living in the meantime. I found, I was ready: to live, to give, to love, to be, to have, to do.

While learning, how to live, I find I mess up more than I fix. That’s okay. In the meantime, I live, I laugh, I love while learning how to live, to love, to laugh, in the here and now.

Today, I write.

Today, I live.

Today, I love.

praying for you in the meantime,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Moral of the story? Live. Now. Life is short. You get just one. What are you doing with, in and for your life? In the meantime…

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• 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