Month: December 2025

Don’t allow the stress to stress you out.

I’m trying to make a memorial video for sis.

So far, I have done NOTHING, but:

Stress out.

Stress some more.

Stress about not stressing.

Stress about telling myself to RELAX.

How stressful!

I could feel wombie telling me to “relax”.

I took a breath.

I took a break.

I told myself not to focus on being perfect. Sis and I never had a perfect relationship. Why would/should I expect her leaving to be perfect, for my grieving to be smooth, for the present to be anything but the 🎢 roller-coaster life has been, since sis passed away. Ah, sis, what do I DO with me now?

Finally, finally, FINALLY, I began to remember what I had forgotten. As we speak, my clumsy attempt at saying goodbye is being downloaded so I can upload the video. Or, was I supposed to upload it so I can download it? 😁🤷‍♀️

We shall see what comes out in the wash. The sound may be spotty, the background music may be too loud, my too loud voice may be too low from grief and fatigue.

That’s okay. It will be the best me I could be for her. For whosoever will happen upon a video one ought never have to make.

I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me. Don’t allow stressful circumstances to stress you out. Do what you can. Reach out for help and support. Stand on FAITH. Tell fear to kick rocks. Pray. Laugh. Rejoice. Live. Love. Live some more. Rinse. Repeat.

Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP. We got this. God has us all.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: This has been THE hardest 7 days of my life. Hands down. Losing all my savings, losing mom, having a 🌪 tornado in the yard was NOTHING compared to the last 7 days. Yikes.😳🌪🎢😥😭😡🧓😴🍍☔️😱

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You don’t have to be shocking to stand out.

You don’t have to be shocking to stand out.

You don’t have to give up your integrity to be noticed.

You don’t have to change who you are to be accepted.

I was just listening to a content creator who was telling his listeners that people don’t care about those who post uplifting and productive things. He was encouraging people to stand out.

I did a piece recently talking about being different. I don’t mean being someone other than who you are. I meant that is OK to have a quirky nature, if that is your quirky nature.

That’s it. Don’t start acting like a performing seal. Don’t spend your life trying to entertain the world in order for you to get noticed. The world sees you. God sees you. Life sees you.

Life sees you. The people who actually love you sees you. And even if they don’t. You know who you are.

Keep living your truth. Keep being true to who you are. It’s OK if the world says that boring is not in. Things have a tendency to come back around. All of this hoopla and foolishness is going to get old.

I just stopped by to encourage someone. Don’t live your life amongst the noise. Allow yourself to live with quietness. Allow yourself to live with peace and joy. Allow yourself to live with the differences that come to pass.

Just because a crowd seems to be chasing foolishness right now does not mean you have to follow the crowd. Go by the beat of your own drum set. Your own mark. Blaze your own path.

Find the courage to be yourself even amongst all this noise.

I took a break from making Youtube videos and tik toks so that I could reset. It took some time, so I can re-evaluate. I took the time to see what I wanted to do. I took the time to determine what I wanted to contribute to the Youtube algorithm into this world.

I’m glad my content is not popular right now. It gave me a chance to build my words on a strong foundation. I don’t need the cheers of the crowd. I don’t need the validation from people I don’t even know.

My goal is to be a source of encouragement, empowerment and life. Yes, I want to make people laugh. Yes, I want to help people to grow. But that’s their choice.

All we can do is to present our best selves. All we can do is put ourselves out there. All we can do is put our talent out there. Our tribe will find us.

Life is what we make it. I plan on making mine a fantastic one. How about you?

Allow your love to stand out. Allow your integrity to stand out. Allow your joy to stand out. Allow your faithfulness to stand out.

Let the world call it boring. I would rather be a boring lover. Than an exciting, hateful person!

Keep on being you.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Definitions: I choose.

I choose not to be defined by hidden anger.

I choose not to be defined by current grief.

I choose not to be defined by misdirected emotions.

I choose.

Ah.

Aha!

What do YOU choose, beloveds. There are no victims here.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Do NOT fall for the foolishness that you are helpless, hopeless, or any of the less that we have been taught to feel.

Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You are enough.

You are enough.

You always have been.

You always have been.

You always will be.

Get out there and live. Get out there and live!!!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Let’s go.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I refuse to be the tornado 🌪.

I refuse to be the tornado 🌪.

I refuse to allow anger to destroy my present.

I refuse to allow grief to disrupt my future.

Yes, I am angry at death.

Yes, I grieve.

Still, life goes on.

I CHOOSE life.

I choose to tell anger that it shall NOT speak for me.

Anger is an imposter. Anger disguises what is truly felt. I choose to deal with my actual grief, disbelief, despair, and wondering, in real time. Now. Here.

Beloveds, life gets to lifing. Don’t hide. It’s okay to despair. It’s okay to not be okay until you are okay.

I generally try to limit myself from bombarding folk inbox with my love and care.

Please understand, beloveds. Life is short. I don’t know how many days I have left. I don’t know how many days YOU have left.

I don’t know who may need what words. I don’t know which words may be needed by what person. So, I write. As God told me. Receive, if needed.

Yet, don’t discard these words. They are costing me everything. 😢

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am doing my level best to encourage as many as I can. Even as I grieve. Even as I wonder.

I refuse to allow death to mark my days with sadness. I am sad. Still, I have joy. Still, I look forward to my future.

Life is more than the pain you have suffered, beloveds. Life is so very much more than your unrealized dreams. Live. Love. Laugh. Rejoice. Through the hard. In the rain. We got this. Okay, we may not got this today. But that’s okay. I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Write, God said to me.

God: Write.

Me: I don’t know how.

God: Write.

Me: I don’t know what to say.

God: Write.

Me: Okay.

writing when even as I don’t know what to say now other than “what in the actual fuck, sis?”,


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: God gave me this same mandate, beloveds, just after mom passed away. I didn’t. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.

Back then, I was ready for the words clamoring to burst from my tattered soul. So, I didn’t. So, I couldn’t. For years. Eventually, pen jumped into my unwilling hands. I wrote.

Now, I am not ready for the words clamoring to burst from my tattered soul. I write anyway. I have no idea what my heart shall reveal.

We shall see, beloveds, in real time. Together. Ah, God. What do I DO with me now. Asking for a friend.

Be encouraged. Life is good. Even when unbelievably cruel, heartless, mean, fucked up, whacked out.😳😢😡🤯😭🤬😠🤯☔️☔️🤮🤢🤦‍♀️😵‍💫😲😥☕️🏈📺🚽

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

A little dab will do ya.🥰

Love.

A little dab will do ya.

Hope.

A little dab will do ya.

Laughter.

A little dab will do ya.

Perspective.

A little dab will do ya.

Empathy.

A little dab will do ya.

Add a dab to your day.🥰😎

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be sure to add some love to your day!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I’m no longer focused on the waves.

I’m no longer focused on the waves.

I am no longer stressed out about how to get to the other shore.

My only focus now is enjoying the journey.

Storm will come.

Life will happen.

So be it.

I’m going to do my best to make it to the other shore.

I may not make it. That’s OK. The win is that I tried.

Life is what we make it. What are you making with yours?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Surviving the tornado has taught me so much about life. I have learned more about living in these past disastrous and terrifying months than I have ever learned while living in the sunshine.

I used to be so scared about losing things. I used to be terrified about not having. I held so tightly to what little I had. I didn’t open my heart to receive new things.

My arms are open wide. My heart is open wide. I am no longer afraid to be hurt. Life hurts at times. It’s a sure sign that we are alive.

Live your life. Don’t worry about being hurt. Hertz going to show up from time to time. That’s OK. Remember, we have things to do.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I would have settled for hard today.😳

No words for today.

Nada.

None.

Zilch.

Today was soooooooo beyond hard. So hard, in fact, I could barely see hard in the rearview mirror.

Today was sooooooooo…

Even the writer in me have no words.

Whew.

Whew!

WHEW!!

Still, I am STILL standing!

On FAITH.

Sustained by hope.

Uplifted by ABBA.

Carried by The Spirit.

Floating on the breeze of laughter.

Buoyed by the support of caring fam and friends.

Encouraged by the fight in me.

Ah, God, I hurt. Still, I love. Still, I dream. Still, I rejoice. Still, I am hopeful.

I’m walking straight, wombie.

I’m getting the coffee ready for our chat, mom.

Still, I rise.

Rise, beloveds. You can. Grief comes and goes. Life lifes. Hard can be beyond hard. Yet, we go on. We got thangs to do.

Don’t let anger keep you down. Don’t allow hurt to cause you to walk into a prison of your own making. Come out from there!

In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.

I wondered how I would survive work. I did. I wondered if grief would visit. It did. Yet, joy crowded it out and now I am singing, badly. I am listening to my motivational videos. I am fixing to fix me something to eat.

I wondered if I could DO my daily routine WITHOUT twin here. I can. I will. I have to.

Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep doing the day, beloveds. Even when you don’t know how you can. Even when you think you can’t. Even when you can’t see your way out. You WILL find the way. I promise. Better yet, GOD has promised. 😎👍🥰

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Anger will NOT have the last word today.

Anger will NOT have the last word today.

Nuff said.
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Look down, beloveds. What have you CHOSEN to stand on today? What you are standing on, YOU have chosen.

You can’t blame life. You can’t blame others. You can’t blame your circumstances.

Okay, you could blame those things. You’d be incorrect. Once the thing has been done, you DECIDE.  YOU act. YOU choose.

I choose to try. I choose love. I choose to wade through the hard. Be encouraged. We got this. I promise this is the last piece for the day. I think.

Still, I think losing my twin should give me an unlimited reaching out pass for the day.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!