Author: Cassandra S.

Don’t argue with tired.

Don’t argue what tired. Tired will have you thinking life is just too much. Tired will have you thinking that’s okay to quit. Tired will have you believing you won’t win.

Tired wanted to stay in bed. Tired gave me a million reasons why I should stay in bed. I told tired to shut up and go make us some coffee.

Don’t argue with tired. Make tired stay in the fight. Make tired keep trying. Make tired work for you.

Don’t argue with tired. We got things to do.

dragging tired into the shower,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Lazy and tired are pouting. That refused to let them stay in bed. They are currently doing the laundry.

Don’t let your lazy entire let you take the easy way out. Keep going. You can. You will. Remember, there’s only one you. You are priceless. You are precious. You are needed. You are loved. Keep taking things one step at a time.

Improve.

Improve.

Your try.

Improve.

Your mind.

Improve.

Your work.

Improve.

Your care.

How?

Try.

Think.

Work.

Care.

Seems like folk are looking to and waiting for others to tell them how to think/feel/do. Make your own decisions. Think for yourself.

You will make mistakes? So what? That’s what happens when you make decisions. You will also succeed. In any event, fail from the choices you make and not from the choices of others.

Last weekend training I had a partner. This coming week, I will flop on my own. It’s part of the training. It’s part of the growing. It’s part of life. I will try. I will improve. How about you?

improving,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Improve.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Love them a different way.

I miss my mom.

Everyday.

I have learned to love for a different way.

Mom loved coffee. She always had us make her some Folgers Instant. Don’t ask me why. I guess we made it just perfectly.

My Kuerig went kaput. At first, I was annoyed. Now, I am grateful.

I had to go back to instant. It reminded me of mom. Now, when I make my coffee I spend time with her. I talk to her about my life. I tell her that I miss her. I wonder if she is proud of me.

It used to be hard thinking of her and looking at her picture. Now I have a small picture of her that I look at all the time.

Life often throws us curve balls. We just need to learn how to play another way. We can’t give up and refuse to play because things have not gone our way.

If you have lost someone or life has tossed a curve ball at you keep going. Learn to a dad that love another way. Keep being the best you that you know how to be.

Don’t allow anger or disillusionment to stop you from living your life. We often don’t get to see the big picture.

I don’t know why the hard has had to be so hard this year. I do know the hard has been revealing the depths of my character.

The hard has been making me confront my fears and my mistakes. The hard has helped me to understand that mistakes are okay to make. The heart has made me laugh at myself. The heart has made me grateful for what I have.

I appreciate my instant coffee more. I appreciate every moment more. Ah. Aha!

Keep trying.. Something you may never understand. I will never understand why life took my mom.

Have an awesome day today. Have a cup of coffee. Laugh. Cry if you need to. Just don’t give up. I’ve been talking a lot about not giving up. That’s because I have to tell myself not to give up.

I didn’t want to get out of bed today. I got out of bed. I did not want to vacuum. I vacuumed.

Now I sit and have a cup of coffee with mom. I wish I could lay my head on her stomach. I can’t. I have to love her a new way. I do.

loving in a new way,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Remember to be good to you when you’re going through a tough time. Remember that it’s okay to not be okay until you are okay. Grief can be sneaking. It hides within crowds and in the sunlight. That’s okay. I will be here with you. Be encouraged. You can do this. One step at a time.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Let’s cause some Monday Mayhem!

It’s Monday!

Time to unleash our dreams!

Time to inflict some Monday Mayhem upon aa that has defeated us:

Fear.

Doubt.

Apathy.

Hiding.

Lazy.

Faithlessness.

Let’s storm the walls and take back the things pride has been trying to keep us from:

Relentless.

Resolve.

Wonder.

Integrity.

Character.

Love.

Hope.

Faith.

Communication.

Fellowship.

Pride is sneaky. Pride lies and says no one cares. Pride lies and says we don’t need anyone. Pride lies and says we don’t have to share our thoughts and hearts as people should already know. Ha!

Yea, beloveds, let’s cause some Monday Mayhem. This world needs our love and all we bring to life’s table. The world is hungry. Best we get out our serving platters.

And now, don’t start judging yourself on what your platter looks like. And what little or what you have to serve. What you have is perfect. What you have is just the right meal for the world. Stop judging yourself and just be yourself. I mean it!

Have an awesome Monday. Select your attitude carefully. Just as you choose your wardrobe when you wake. If you find yourself wearing the wrong attitude, then change your clothes.🥰 You can’t blame the world for the attitude you find yourself in.

Be encouraged. I will be carrying you around in my pocket. So I can pray for you and tell you stupid jokes. I shall make you laugh all day. Please know you are loved and not alone. I hope for you peace, love, joy, laughter and all of life’s good things.

You’re a dastardly friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: What do you dream of? Wake up and move towards making them happen. This IS my dream: Writing to and encouraging the whole of the world. Ah. Aha! Get going now. The world is waiting.

“Embracing Home: A Symphony of Senses in My Neighborhood”

As I turn the familiar corner into my neighborhood after a prolonged absence, there’s a magical transformation that occurs. It’s not just the physical return to my humble abode; it’s a reunion with a symphony of senses that define the essence of home. The olfactory overture begins as I catch a whiff of my favorite […]

“Embracing Home: A Symphony of Senses in My Neighborhood”

I sooooooooooo enjoy Silent Knight’s way of describing things. Delicious!

If you have some time, scroll through some different blogs. It’s heartening to see how many folk care about others and the world around us. Gives me hope.

Enjoy your Sunday. I have spent a delicious afternoon writing and enjoying the writing of others.

Thank you, truly, to all who have liked a piece or two. I no longer live for likes when I write. Still, they mean a lot. Means we have connected, if just for a fleeting moment. Means someone else has heard how much they are loved.

I love you. Some have not heard those words spoken to their heart. I wanted to make sure you were loved on. Just a bit. Also, imp said to give you this…

*Cassandra tosses water 🎈 balloons in every direction and takes off*🤣🥰

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Heart ❤️ check Monday on Sunday.

Ah, Sunday.

We greet you. We shall enjoy YOU.

We promise to enjoy you, ALL day.

We shall NOT fret about your fellow mate, Monday. We shall greet Monday, on it’s day.

We promise not to tote tomorrow’s worry, into today.

We promise not to worry about the coming of Monday. Ah, Monday, we shall enjoy you when you get here. You will have much to say and show us.

How is your heart, beloveds? Well, I am hoping. If not, what’s the matter? Talk to someone. Don’t dismiss your heart and concerns. If it’s important to you, it’s important to The Universe.

Enjoy your day. Embrace the life you have. It’s yours. You only get the one. Our time is finite. That’s fine. Enough time to love someone. Starting with you.

Be encouraged.

Ah, beloveds, you on my mind today, early, as ever and always. Why? Why not you? I love you. Loving you for A Friend…

hopeful,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: What are you doing here still? Get to loving on this world. All hands on deck people!😍🥰

Love: Sneak attack(s).

I have love to give, beloveds.

As do you.

Before we do, we have two, which shall be nameless, who are preparing to prepare for my next sneak attack.

Ha!

NONE can withstand my cunning, my sheer brilliance, my…

Huh?

No fair!

*Cassandra wipes whipped cream from her eyes in time to see Valencia and Silent Knight diving behind the 🛋 couch.*

Fooooooooooooood Fight!!

*Cassandra snatches up some chocolate donuts setting her feet to hurl couches way.*

Hhmm. No need in wasting good 🍲 food.

*Cassandra invites all for dessert 🍰. Need to get properly fueled before shenanigans can be properly commenced.*

patiently plotting her next victims, er, move,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life has been especially hard. Work. No mom. Health. No mom. Finances. No money. No mom. Thanksgiving next week. No mom…*sigh*.

I have told insomnia and comfort eating to kick rocks. I have been doing my best to stay on schedule.

It’s important, beloveds, to understand that the especially hard times really do pass. They seem to take a forever to move on. They do. The trick is how WE choose to end up AFTER the storm has passed. Will you be:

Bitter?

Hopeful?

Faithful?

Faithless?

Loving?

Closed off?

Afraid?

Fearless?

The choice is ours. I choose love. Still. I choose joy. Still. I choose hope. Still. I choose faith. Still. Why? Mom would want me to, for one.

Also, because life can be hard/unfair but so what? Don’t get me wrong. I miss mom every second of every day. The holiday season becomes a never ending mine of trying to keep from losing mine.

That bitterly cold morning they buried mom, I thought I would never laugh again. Thought I would never hope again. Believed I would never have joy again. I have done all those things and more.

I told God, Life AND The Universe to kick 🥊rocks! I was:

Angry.

Angry!

ANGRY!!

It took a while. A loooooonnng while, beloveds, to make my way 🔙 back to life, to living, to trying, to caring.

What got me back?

God: Take out the trash, Cassandra.

The Universe: Load the dishwasher, Cassandra.

Life: Get out of bed, Cassandra.

Be encouraged. If you are currently going through, mad at the whole damned world, tired, tired of giving two hoots and wondering why you are still in the fight, fight on!

Take out the trash. Load the dishwasher. Get out of bed. Life awaits and you got thangs to do.

Speaking of which…

*Seeing that Valencia and Silent Knight has fallen for the innocent let’s have dessert ruse, Cassandra lobs a nerf ball at both and dives into the closet.*

Stay in the game, beloveds. Speaking of which, if you have any good sneak attack ideas, shoot me an email. Help me keep it moving these next days. They are super hard. Miss you mom.

here,

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: NO time. Shenanigans is hot on my tail…

Writing as me.

I write weird.

Okay, so I don’t think it weird.

Just me.

The world does not seem to care for folks being them.

So what?

Keep being you.

Write.

Weirdly.

Your way.

writing weirdly for no reason,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t let this world scare you into being everyone else but you. This world needs your weird…lol.😆

In case no one has told you: I love you. Nuff said. Love someone. Starting with you.

You are loved and you are not alone.

Life, why you keep bugging me.

Well, phooey!

AAARRRGGHHH!

Go away!!!

*stamps foot*

Stupid bugs!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

*sniff*

*Cassandra continues, valiantly, to battle, tiredly, er, tirelessly, against the occasional dastardly that dashes, cross the floor*

*pout*

I hate bugs! I am doing my best to not hate ME for being too lazy to take out the trash one day tooooo late, Cassandra!!!!

So dumb.

Dummy me.

Okay. I’m sorry, me. I promised I would NOT castigate you for making mistakes. Mistakes are made, every day it seems, when we are living and making our way in and through the world.

Do the best you can, beloveds, to keep taking out the trash. Don’t put it off. Do the needed thing. Do the hard thing. Do the boring thing. Just keep doing thangs, okay? Asking for Your Friend.

taking out the trash,

Cassandra

Note: I promised myself I would do my best to write every day. To work towards my dream of writing and working from home from MY writing every day. To try. Every day. I got my promise in early today. Life is short. Live, beloveds. Remain joyful. Through it all. No, it is not always easy. So what? Stop looking for life to be easy and fair. It has never been. It shall never be. So what? Live. Rejoice. Love. Try. Rinse. Repeat.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Early I am.

Early, I am.

Saturday, I come for thee.

Early, I come.

World, you shall NOT dismiss me.

I shall:

Love you.

Pray for you.

Hope for you.

Laugh at you.

Cheer for you.

Encourage you.

Rejoice with you.

Love me.

Love me not.

So what?

There is the whole of you, world, waiting/needing to be loved. I shall do my part. I can not help what my neighbor shall/shall not do. Ah! I shall start by loving my neighbor.

Early, I am, neighbor…

loving my neighbor as myself,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short. It looks like the world has truly gone mad and has lost it’s way. The world is trying to convince us there is no right and wrong. That love of others is old-fashioned. That living with integrity is woke. I choose to be woke. Smh. Folks are running around using the word woke like it’s a dirty word. Another subject for another day. Love someone, please. Asking for A Friend.