I want not to care.

I want not to care.

I wish that I could give up on my dreams.

I told dreams to shut up and leave me alone.

My dreams asked about all the other folks who were close to giving up. My dreams asked what if we gave up?

I have no plans on finding out. I told apathy, despair, disappointment and discouragement to get out of my face. Told them I would be back tomorrow!

I faced down a 🌪 tornado. I can find a way. Somehow.

I hope…

Be encouraged, beloveds. Even when all seems hopelessly lost and the success of your dreams are remote.

Ah, God, this is not funny.

holding on just barely,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: When discouragement comes in like a flood, hold on tight to your dreams. Don’t you DARE give up. Not ever. Have a good cry/pout but keep it moving. The damned 🗻 mountain WILL move at some point.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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