I love Goldfish crackers. They make me feel like a kid, again.
It’s hot. I’m tired. Turns out, I’m coming down with a cold. Or something.
This something, is something else.
Why am I carrying on about not feeling well and Goldfish crackers?
🤷♀️
I’m a bit of a crab apple when I get sick. I tend to be melodramatic and ramble on about inconsequential things.
Okay, so I do that when I’m not sick, but still.
Huh?
Whatcha mean I’m rambling so get to the point?!
Sheesh.
I don’t feel well. I FINALLY admitted this to myself, a bit ago. Told myself to go take some meds, and tuck into bed to get well.
It was ONLY after I told myself the truth, that I was able to track down my symptoms and find out I am actually coming down with something.
I felt this way yesterday but chalked it up to everything but not feeling well. I have been burning the 🕯 candle at both ends and it is catching up with me.
Beloveds, we MUST stop running our lives, into the ground, in pursuit of this, taking care of that.
OUR lives matter, as well. Time we do better, eh? Yes, it’s important to keep on keeping on. It’s also necessary to rest.
Rest, now. We have time, still. It’s time for us to just be. We can leave the doing alone, if not for just a little while.
Today is Labor Day. Ironic. Time to cease from our labor.
Rest.
As will I.
Thank you for giving me your ear. I got you. Be encouraged. Your life truly does matter to me.
Cassandra
- 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
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