Lost within.

Lost within.

Lost within the 🌪 tornado.

What was lost?

I have been asking myself that for months.

Me? My confidence? Confidence in me?

Faith? MY faith? Faith in…?

I question everything now.

I believe in no one now.

Not even me. Perhaps this is a good thing. Perhaps I can give up on the foolishness nothing that THIS old woman can produce something, with words, that will move mountains.

Am I a fool? Maybe so. I have been this fool for 56 years. I am foolish enough to believe still. Crapola.

I tell myself all this losing is leading me to finding something! I think. I hope. I wonder.

If you have experienced great loss, hang in there. Healing comes. It does.

I will NEVER get over losing mom on Christmas morning 2016. Still, I will enjoy her THIS Christmas as best as I can.

If you are feeling lost within your circumstance, you are not alone. You are not lost. Just a bit discombobulated. We shall find our footing again.

Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Our lives are not a dumpster fire. It just feels like it at times…😂

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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