Ow!
Whew. My back has been kicking my tail.
I hurt. ALL day. What made me feel better, almost, was talking to my fam and letting them know I hurt.
In times past, I would keep my ow, to myself. I would bear the weight, of the world, whilst grimacing from, my own.
I have learned, the hard way, to allow others to share ALL of me. It comforted, me. It comforted, them.
I also was strong enough, to admit feeling weak. I was weak. I AM weak. It feels good, to not HAVE to be strong.
When I am done here, I am going to grab my binkie, crawl onto The Father’s Lap, and let Him know that I am feeling every bit of my 54 years.
I am enjoying living alone. Yet, the more me I find, whilst pursuing my dreams. The more I want to share me, with Life, with The Universe, with God, with others.
The more me, I find, leaves me thinking of you, beloveds. I don’t want you to spend decades thinking that you and your dreams, don’t matter. They do. As do you. So do I.
Ow!
Seems like my back is in need of a hug or ibuprofen, or some such. I just stopped by to encourage you to share YOUR ow.
Let’s say it together, shall we, as life has NOT been playing…OW!!
still here,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: The very last thing, I FEEL like doing, is writing. Which is EXACTLY why, I am writing! Don’t let your ow, keep you from living and enjoying your life. I am content. Even in the midst of my ow. Be encouraged.
Lemme, here it now:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU
- 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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 