I’m excited.
I tried my hand at some homemade mac and cheese. Not the prepared stuff. From scratch.
I didn’t use the prepared Velveeta you squeeze from the bag. Nope, beloveds, I found I had enough ingredients of milk, shredded cheese, Irish butter, seasoning etc to toss in, toss up and make for my 56th birthday.
It came out nicely, in my opinion. I have ALWAYS wanted to try my hand and different homemade dishes. But, I had always been fearful of over seasoning, under cooking or burning something.
Lately, I have been tossing things in a pan to see what happens. The other day I made a delish chicken and pasta dish. I just grabbed what I had available.
Ah.
Aha!
Starting over has given me permission and courage to try new things. I figure what do I have to lose? I have lost tons this year.
Starting over is never easy. Working through the unknown can be daunting. I find myself daunted today…lol.
Life has been scaring the bejeez out of me. So much so I have questioned my EVERY step.
Why did I do that?!!!!! Why didn’t I do this then?!!!!
I comfort myself with the knowledge I am doing all I know NOW. I can’t fix yesterday. I can’t do a thing about tomorrow.
Today, I write. Today, I CHOOSE to be good to me as I wait for my dreams to catch up to my reality.
Can I be honest, beloveds? I wanted to make a deal with myself to go back to mediocre. I could live in mediocrity, I lied to myself. Problem is, I can’t. Not anymore. My heart refuse to allow it.
My heart is foolish enough to want to pursue the best in all of us. I REFUSE to give up on us all. Dummy me.
Be encouraged. Today, those words are hard to say.
Be encouraged anyway.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Things are not all they seem. The only way we lose is if we quit. We have too much love to experience to do that. Hold fast. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.
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
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 