Come out of hiding, life said to me.

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Life: What are you doing under there?

Me: Hiding.

Life: Come out from under there.

Me: I’m afraid.

Life: Of what?

Me: I never know what You are going to do next.

Life: You were never meant to, beloved. How would you be able to truly live if the outcome was predictable and predetermined?

Me: Isn’t it, tho?

Life: You tell me.

Me: Ah.

Life: Aha!

*Cassandra begins to look at life in a new/different way*

pondering life,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is what WE make it. The last few days have been unbelievably painful/sad. My misser just won’t stop missing my twin. My hoper just won’t stop hoping for a gentler/kinder/easier 2026.

Keep going, beloveds. Am currently jamming to some uplifting music. I am also fixing to turn my motivational videos on. I also need to call my friend. I avoided his call. I didn’t know what to tell him. I didn’t know what to tell me.

Today, I know:

“Get up, Cassandra. You got thangs to do”.

Ah, God, I am doing my best to encourage as many as I can with all this hard. Yikes.

I do still love You, Father. I am amazed that I am NOT angry with you for letting sis go home. She was ready. I’m not. Too many unknowns in the playoffs and there are 9 job openings in the NFL. Also, I have to get back to work and figure out how to NOT fail so spectacularly every other five minutes.

Beloveds, get up. Enjoy your day. Embrace your day. Find the joy in there. Sis would be pissed if I spent ALL day in bed wailing about her being gone.

Be encouraged. In case no one has told you today: I love you and so does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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4 thoughts on “Come out of hiding, life said to me.”

  1. We all have been there thinking we are not being heard or not going anywhere. We work hard on finding the right words only to have no views or comments. It can be frustrating but then I see a post like yours to keeping going one foot in front of the other and I do it. I also know how the loss of family can have a huge impact on the creative process. Keep speaking from your heart, try things out and keep going. You matter and you make a difference.

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    1. Well…crapola…*sigh*. HOW could I possibly give up NOW after you said THAT?!🤨🤔🥰. Don’t tell but I gave up on ME yesterday. I had a brief argument with God before I did. I told Him my gifts have done nothing for me these past decades. I counted up how many folk I could have possibly impacted and the number seemed to fit on less than one hand.

      I told God I was damaged goods: too heartbroken to work. Too broke not to try on Wednesday. I wish I could send grief to the babysitter while I work. I wish I had a benevolent benefactor who would fill up my Cashapp, give me a hug, tuck me into bed and let me know it’s okay to stay there until ready to take shaky steps without my twin.

      Thank you for your words. You have chased me out of bed. Ah, God, what do I do with me now?

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