Author: Cassandra S.

For me: Doing something dumb.

I’m doing something dumb.

For me.

Just ‘cuz.

Why?

Because, I have ALWAYS wanted to.

Why?

Just cuz.

Beats me.

I love sports. And, I mean I love me some sports. Mom gave me HER love of sports. We would hoot and holler over this team or that. I don’t know, beloveds, if this is the main reason why I love sports. I just do.

Anywho, not only do I love watching sports, I love TALKING about them. Endlessly. Exasperatedly. Incessantly. I could talk about sports ALL day. ALL DAY!

In particular, I love me some NFL….*hugs self*. I scour my favorite channels to hear different folks take on this team or that. Here lately, there has not been enough to satisfy my thirst.

Fresh hell!

So, I decided to start me a Sports Podcast…*shrug*.

Why?

Just cuz.

I’m still trying to learn how to make videos and Power Points and this here and that there so this will be a fun and possibly disastrous happenings.

So what?!

Life is short.

I made an audio file I have absoluely NO idea how to transfer, upload, edit or whatever.

HAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Before, beloveds, I would never have started. I would have used my lack of knowledge as a reason and excuse NOT to start.

Ha!

I am beginning.

Now.

Here.

Disastrously.

Ridiculously.

Ah, God. I’m trying. Help a sista out, Wouldja please?

asking for a friend(me),

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: God is good. Instead of chastising me for being so down the last few days, He lifted me up. He set my feet upon a rock. He whispered for me to try. Just try, Cassandra, He asked me. I will.

Get going, beloveds. Life is short. I know I have blown up your inbox with pieces today. Why? Life is short. Just a bit ago a tornado ripped up my world. The day before the tornado, I thought I had plenty of time to do two pieces at a time. After the tornado…whew…my heart keeps saying life is short and encourage as many folk as you can as you just never know what the day may bring.

This is my last weekend before I start work again. I am fixing to get back to my normal two pieces per day and try to get some rest before reality and life slaps me upside the head with work.

I don’t know what me will be returning to work, beloveds. I’m not ready. I can’t afford NOT to start on Tuesday. My funds are dry. Yet, I KNOW I shall be alright. How do I know? Because, He promised me. Ah, God. I appreciate You. For YOU. Not because You can. Just cuz You Are. Ah, beloveds, I appreciate you. Not because you listen to me ramble. But, because you are:

Precious.

Priceless.

Amazing.

Outstanding.

Caring.

Insightful.

Delightful.

Keep being you. Take care of your tender heart. STOP giving you such a hard time. Try something dumb and new. Just because YOU enjoy it. Don’t worry if it will make money. God WILL make the way for you. You don’t have to chase clicks and likes. God likes you. Nuff said. Be encouraged. Remember, I love me some you.

Don’t wait until you know how. You may never start. Take a step. Just one. Which will lead to other steps. Where shall your steps lead you? Beats me. God knows but He ain’t tellin’…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

When: Keep looking up.

When all hell has broken loose around you.

Keep looking up.

When you keep hearing no.

Keep looking up.

When everything you try seems to fail.

Keep looking up.

When you feel as though you have failed everyone.

Keep looking up.

When you are ready to give up.

Keep looking up.

When you have given up.

Keep looking up.

When you feel as though you can’t muster another drop of try.

Keep looking up.

When disappointment has made one too many appointments.

Keep looking up.

When no one has shown up.

Keep looking up.

When you are past tired and weary.

Keep looking up.

When is has met it.

Keep looking up.

No matter the matter, beloveds.

Keep looking up.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I quit without telling God. He knew. He quietly sat with me. Eventually, He arose. He made ☕ coffee. He sat with me. Again.

He spoke not a word. He understood my sorrow. He understood my disappointment. He understood my silent rebellious frustration.

He understood. He judged not. His NOT judging melted my heart. Soothed my self-anger. Made me love me the way He loves me: Unconditionally.

I told my heart I understood. I would stick by her if she hurt too much to keep reaching out to a world who could give two damns. My heart said she loves. Still. She had ☕ coffee with God and I. She rose. Said she had thangs to do.

Beloveds, I wish I could. For you. For me. Could what? Fill you with everything you need. I can’t. I can offer a bit of love. I can pray to One who can. He will. Be encouraged…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Don’t look at the number. Look at the number of times.

Don’t look at the number of folks who have not responded.

Look at the number of times YOU reached out.

Don’t focus on the number of nos given.

Focus on the number of times you have asked.

Don’t worry about the number of times your dreams have been rejected.

Rejoice over the number of times you have persevered.

Try, beloveds. Just try. The results are NOT up to you.

Don’t dismiss your worth due to a lack of eyeballs on your dreams. The Universe sees. Life sees. God sees.

Your dreams will do as they were meant to. They just may not reveal themselves in the matter you thought they should.

Be encouraged. I made myself get out of bed to write. I wanted to tell the words to shut it. They wouldn’t. They know I got thangs to do.

So do you. Get back to it. Yea, beloveds, I know you have done like I secretly did the other day. I tried to bargain with my dreams and asked them to quiet down so I could pretend they are no longer there.

My dreams said ha!

So, here I am.

Again.

Trying.

Again.

Dreaming.

Again.

Fresh hell!

trying for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t give up yet, beloveds. Not quote yet. We CAN. We WILL. We ARE…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Thanks Mags.🥰

You know why.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🥰

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Dinner with reality.

Reality has set in.

Finally.

Loudly.

Rudely.

Reality set in, causing my dreams to run away faster.

I was tired of chasing my dreams.

So, I decided to sit down, with reality, and has things out over coffee ☕.

Reality: You are 55.

Me: I know.

Reality: NO one appears to be listening to your brand.

Me: I know.

Reality: You STILL have no idea how.

Me: I know.

Reality: Your phone stays silent.

Me: I know.

Reality: Your prayers seems to have gone unnoticed/unanswered.

Me: I know.

Reality: What do you say to all these things.

Me: 📖(God’s Word).

Reality: Nuff said.

waiting patiently,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Hang in there, beloveds. Everything WILL be alright. You got this. He has us. Be encouraged. I love you. As does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I told Quit Ha!

Quit: Quit.

Me: Ha!

Quit: QUIT!

Me: HA!

Quit: Q..

Me: 🥊!!

Nuff said,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are close! Keep going! If you were not close, quit wouldn’t be bugging you so much. Let’s gooooooooooooooooooooo! We got thangs to do!! Drag lazy into the shower with you and let’s gooooooooooooooooooooo! We got this. God has got us all. Going with you…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Would you change places if you could?

God: Would you change places if you could?

Me: This hard place?

God: Yes.

Me: Is THIS place your current will for me?

God: Yes.

Me: Then, no. I stand where/when/how You ask. You didn’t ask me to stay here as long as I was comfortable. You just asked me to stay. Here. In THIS place. Even though You have never said what/where THIS is.

God: Can you trust me?

Me: Yes.

God: WILL you trust IN Me?

Me: Yes.

God: Nuff said.

Me: K.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: There are days, beloveds, when I would love to change the place I am in. I have prayed to switch places so I can be laying on a beach. I’m not. I’m HERE. Doing my best to LIVE whilst in this place/space.

Life is short. Embrace where you are. Even the hard parts. Especially the hard parts and places. You find all kinds of gooey centers of joy wrapped amongst and amidst the toughest of days.

Be encouraged. Don’t forget to take a coupla extra doses of laughter today. Laugh with me. We got this. Tell ha hard and continue looking up. Fight discouragement. Kick fear in the face. Reach out to someone if you find yourself getting too near to depression.

If depression has found you, that’s okay. Reach out for some help. Depression is no joke. It’s also nothing to be ashamed of. Remember you don’t fight alone. Fighting with you…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: What do you do when ‘it is what it is’ really is?!😳

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💔

❤️‍🩹

❤️

The state of my heart this week. Feels like living in a nightmare with no end date.

I told hard, this morning, GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZ! What in the FRESH HELL are you DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!?

Hard just told me to kick rocks and keep it moving. Told me to get on Life’s case as hard was just doing as directed by The Universe and God approved EVERY hard task/thing/hit/circumstance/situation.

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ, God. What in the heckemiah Jericho is THIS fiasco called my current state of being!?

God just laughed and told me to keep on collecting diamonds, in my shoes, as I trudge my way up Joy Mountain. He told me to take some extra laughs with me, this week.

Ah, God. K.

Sooooooooooooooooooo, I have decided to spread a bit of foolishnessery, er, joy, your way.

It’s hard to pretend things are NOT hard when nothing works. It’s difficult to make lemonade when the lemons have been sooooooooooooooo bitter. It’s tough dancing in the rain when the rain is pelting, the lightning is frightening and EVERY bush/tree looks as if it is a menacing creature ready to pounce and steal the soul.

No one has told us that you can catch a cold whilst dancing in the euphemistic rain folk are forever talking about dancing in when all of holy hell has rained down upon one’s head.

“It is what it is”.

I have said this dumb sentence a bajillion times. I say it still. Still, it seems to have taken on a life of it’s own.

I can’t work until the internet is fixed appropriately.

“It is what it is”.

I don’t have enough to cover things.

“It is what it is”.

I am alone.

“It is what it is”.

I am lonely.

“It is what it is”.

I miss mom.

“It is what it is”.

I miss dad.

“It is what it is”.

I’m trying not to be afraid.

“It is what it is”.

I’m 55 and sole money maker who is NOT making money.

“It is what it is”.

It’s hot.

“It is what it is”.

I’m tired.

“It is what it is”.

I don’t feel like writing.

“It is what it is”.

I don’t feel like getting out of bed to keep doing this hard every damned hard day dammit!!

“It is what it is”.

Ah, God.

Okay.

I give up.

I quit.

I shall STOP whining and get back to being about being about it.

Fresh hell!

Heckamiah Jeremiah Cream Pie-a!

What do you do when ‘it is what it is’ really is?!😳

asking for a friend(me),

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going, beloveds. Keep going. Things WILL be okay. They will. In the meantime, it’s okay to not be okay until you are okay. I sure hope you are okay. In case no one has told you today: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: Are you ready for your life to change?

I have heard a million times to ‘be careful what you wish for.’

What a depressing thought. That we should be ‘careful’ when asking for hopes and dreams to come true.

Ha!

Yes, hard things WILL happen as we happen to life. Yet, life changes. Life ALWAYS changes. How the heck else can/will things grow if it did not?

Your life will change many, many, many times before it’s over. Don’t be afraid of it changing, beloved.

Enjoy EVERY step of your journey.

I am doing my utmost to enjoy mine.

The Olympics are coming soon. I have been enjoying all the athletes who have been fighting to make the Olympic Teams. It has been joyous for the ones who have made it. Devastating for the ones who have come up short.

We just don’t know if we will make the team(s) we try out for in life. The more I grow, the older I grow, the more I realize it’s not about the trophy. Now, I no longer care what spot I have. I just want to be a part.

And, if I don’t make the team, I will be the loudest one cheering on others as they pursue THEIR hopes and dreams.

The unknown can be daunting because we don’t know what’s up ahead. I’m doing my level best not to give two hoots about what’s up there. I shall find out when I find out.

In the meantime, I shall enjoy my spot. Here. Now. Fighting to make the team.

Ah, God. I’m trying. Root for me.

asking for a friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Are you ready for your life to change? Ready. Set. Let’s go!!!!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You are.

You are.

Making an impact.

You are.

Changing lives.

You are.

Making a difference.

You are.

Changing your circumstances.

You are.

Making waves.

You are.

Changing perceptions.

You are.

Making up for lost time.

You are.

Changing things.

Keep on being…YOU.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: There are days when I look at what I think I have accomplished and think I have accomplished nothing at all.

On those days, like today, God reminds me just to try. I can’t always see the big picture. Neither can you, beloveds. The fact you are giving and doing all you know IS enough. As are you. You are. So am I.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!