Heart ♥ check whatever day this is.🤢

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Afternoon. Or, morning. Or, whatever time of day this is.

Have been under the weather and in the bathroom 🚽 for days, beloveds. Days!…*stamps foot*

I’m keeping my promise to check on folk and make sure I have pieces 📝 written EVERY day. Whew! WordPress says I have posted 478 straight days this go around.

I promise I have oodles of stupid and / or inspiring things to say. I just feel too much like paint scraped from the side of a barn to remember. If you ask me how I know how that feels, I will tell ya us writers know how EVERYTHING and EVERYONE feels about EVERY subject in the entirety of the world…lol.

What am I doing here?….

*Cassandra reminds herself she is keeping her promise to encourage folk every day, no matter what*.

*Cassandra thinks that’s awfully dumb and breaks into an argument with herself over trying to write when she feels like paint scrapings*.

*Cassandra gently tells herself to shut up and go ahead and encourage folk before the 🚽 bathroom demands her attention for the 50 millionth thousand and 17 hundred times*

*Cassandra scrounges through the encouragement bag to find two hoots to give and some love to share*

I hope everything is aite whicha. Be encouraged. Take real good care of that beautiful heart of yours.

Hopefully, I will be feeling myself in a few more days. Take advantage of my silence til then.

Hahahahahahahahahaha!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: How are YOU doing? Be sure to look out for you today. You give and you give. Make sure to toss in some me time today. It’s imperative to care about you as well. Self care is NOT optional!

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