Don’t get mad. Turn it into another piece.

I’m trying not to get mad.

I CHOOSE not to get mad.

I just wrote a piece that meant a lot to me. I was just about to reread it. My wombie was able to read it once. She thought it impactful.

Before our eyes, it was overwritten by the next piece.

Gone.

Finito.

History.

All the writers out there will understand the hurt that comes with losing words that can never be retrieved again. It’s like losing a loved one. I HAVE lost these precious words…*sigh*.

Of course, sis is now highly hacked. I am doing my best to console her. To console ME.

What else can I DO, beloveds, except to make some 🍋 lemonade out of THIS?

The piece I lost was called “God, how do I get over THIS?

It was a piece about trying to, learning to get over loss. Ironic. Insert laugh here.

HOW, beloveds, do we get over THIS?

We are never quite the same after THIS.

We don’t know what our lives will look like after THIS. WE would have dealt with THAT better.

We wonder why THIS has happened to us.

We feel different after THIS happened.

Ah, God, how do we get over THIS? HOW do we make our way PAST our THIS? HOW do we MOVE ON from our THIS?

We never asked for THIS to happen. Why us, God? Why, NOW, God? What have we done to deserve THIS?

I can’t speak to your THIS, beloveds. My THIS, the damned tornado and losing my job, has my world turned upside down. I have been trying to right it for five months.

Be encouraged. THIS too shall pass…lol.

Don’t get mad when you have suffered a setback. Okay, you can get mad. Just don’t waste too much time there. Throw mad in the 🗑 trash and keep it moving.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep choosing joy, love, hope and peace. Everything really will be okay. It will. Until then, enjoy your day. I enjoyed writing the piece I lost. I have THAT. Sure am annoyed THIS happened to it. Crapola.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Your thoughts matter! Let us know how you feel.