What joy looks like to me.

I find myself joyful.

Writing, in the dark.

Thinking of a perfectly made cup of coffee ☕.

Ah, that’s what joy looks like to me.

Joy also looks like:

A nap, taken.

A joke, shared.

A song, badly sung.

A dance, clumsily, in my chair, in my undies, wriggling in bed.

A piece, happily written.

A movie, romantically watched.

A book, The Book, wonderfully read.

A prayer, whispered.

A tear, silently shed.

These, and many more, are what joy looks like. To me.

What does joy look like, to YOU?

Too often, folk try to make like the lives of others on Tiktok or Instagram. Live YOUR life, beloveds.

Let me know what your joy looks like. Share some of mine.

Be encouraged.

joyfully yours,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:🤗❤️🌏

• 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