What are you focusing on?

I had to bust out my blue screwdriver.

Yep, I had to do a nice concert to get me all fired up!

There is NOTHING more fantastic than peforming for an audience of one with my blue screwdriver.

When I am bellowing along with Cee Cee Winans, I forgot about all my troubles. I forget I was supposed to be afraid of my circumstances. I no longer remember I am supposed to be terrified of the unknown.

Naw, beloveds, when I have my blue screwdriver, ALL I can focus on is the joy spilling all over everything!

The instant I focus on the fact that I am NOT alone, joy bubbles get to running all over the place.

HHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

Hard is not quite as hard with my trusty blue screwdriver in hand. In fact, hard gets to gettin’ down with me!

YYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

I told 55 she had best get to getting after it with me instead of trying to scare me half to death.

Lately, I have been focusing on:

My age.

My age.

My age.

Bills.

Rinse.

Repeat.

I can do nothing about my age. I am doing my best to work through whatever this thing is about age aging me. Yikes.

This has been a glorious evening of writing, singing, praying, acting a fool in my undies and being thankful for all that I have. It sure can be easy, can’t it, to focus on what we don’t have or how hard like can be?

I am currently bellowing to ‘I Will Get There’ by Boys II Men.

‘I WILL GET THERE!!’

*mike drop*

You shall get there, beloveds.

As shall I.

hopeful,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is good. Even when it’s hard. Hold on. Stand fast. You are NOT alone. In case no one has told you yet today: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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