Tears were my meat, yesterday.

Tears.

Tears.

More, tears.

The floodgates, have been opened.

Wide.

Enlarged.

Tears of, grief.

Tears of, joy.

Tears of, thanksgiving.

Thankful for, the hard.

Grateful for, knowledge, gained.

Hopeful for, journey’s, next corner.

Tears, ah, they stream, now, today.

Tears of, appreciation, for disappointment.

Thankful for, disappointment.

Grateful for, knowledge gained, from being disappointed seemingly.

Hopeful for, journey’s, next bend.

Yes, tears were my meat, yesterday.

Ah, today, joy has been, my bread.

I am satisfied, with both hard and disappointment.

I am unsatisfied, with any scrap of timidity in doing what is needed, what is right, what is just.

I choose to.

I have to.

I must.

I shall.

I will.

I do.

tearfully,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Disappointment visits us all. Triumphant folk simply REFUSE to entertain it for long. Victorious folk use the fuel, of disappointment to fuel his/her/their relentless pursuit of excellence. Be encouraged.

Ehem, you KNOW the drill by now. Sheesh:

I love you.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Love someone.

Start with you.

Let me know how you are doing. I mean it. Don’t make me break out in song. I will do it, people!🎤🥰

• 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢