I’m tired.
I want to stop writing. I can’t. Not just yet. I want to give things ‘just a little bit extra’. Dad used to tell me to do what you can. Then, do just a little bit extra.
For the last couple of years, it has all I could do just to do the best I could. You could forget about an ‘extra’. I had no extra. I was empty. Truth be told, beloveds, I feel empty. Still.
Still, I am trying to get back to giving ‘just a little bit extra’. I want to get up. I want to turn off the laptop. I want to lay down. I won’t. I promised me I would give ‘just a little bit extra’ today.
Ah, God. I’m tired. I’m giving all I have. Can you give a sista some back please?
asking for a friend(me),
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Everything in me wants to stop. Right now. Not quite yet. I feel a little bit of extra in me…lol. Be encouraged. You are in my thoughts.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- 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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