I know.

Me: It’s hard.

God: I know.

Me: It hurts.

The Universe: I know.

Me: This hurts.

Life: I know.

It’s hard. It hurts. THIS hurts!!

Me: I know.

ow,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: For anyone who has lost loved ones, the holidays are often bittersweet. They are:

Hard.

Nostalgic.

Hard.

Wistful.

Hard.

Noisy.

Hard.

Joyful kinda sorta maybe almost.

Hard.

Be encouraged. Be kind to your heart. Be mindful of your feels being extra needy and feely. Do NOT dismiss your feels, or you, during this time.

It’s hard. I know. It hurts. I know. God knows. He understands. Doesn’t make the hurt, hurt less. Doesn’t make the sad, less sad. Doesn’t make the lonely, less lonely. There IS comfort. Be encouraged.

While the hard is hard, be good to you. Stay away from comfort eating and alcohol to distract you. Do healthy things such as taking a walk, getting fresh air, talking with a friend, making new friends, playing, going to a movie, reading a book, going to church, yakking with God, yelling at God for…*shrug*…you’ll find something to fuss with Him about. I hollered at Him, gently, for taking my mama.

Be good to you. Be encouraged. Take things slow during the holiday season. I allow my heart to be sad. I don’t wallow there. I move on and get on with my life. Right now, life is a bit sad missing mom…*sigh*.

One step.

One step.

One step.

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.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢