EVERY step closer is a step closer.

EVERY step closer is a step closer.

Closer to what?

You tell me.

Keep going, beloveds.

going with you,

Cassandra

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A daughter’s haiku. Part II

Thanksgiving is coming.

Closer still. Farther I remain.

Away, from you, mom.

πŸ˜₯

Yea, I know. I have completely broken the structure, the premise, the haiku.

Yet, I do so defiantly, triumphantly.

You see, I speak not only for me. But for other daughters who are missing moms. We feel, we ARE also broken, of structure, of heart for missing our mama, mum, mommy, mom.

I speak also, for sons, moms, dads, brothers, sisters, others. For all who feel disjointed, in need of the physical presence of a love, a loved one our faces shall never see this side of heaven.

I dare not say EVER. Ever is such an awfully big word, tonight. So, I choose to change the rules, in this MY haiku.

My heart understand. My heart cares not for structure, just now. My heart just wants to…

Ah, beloveds, this is the problem. My heart wants…

My heart wants…

My heart…wants.

left wanting,

Cassandra

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A daughter’s haiku.

Thanksgiving is coming.

Mom is not…

‘Nuff said.

*sigh*

Cassandra

Holidays are rough. Especially Thanksgiving. Mom was a holiday person. Today was hard. Wanted to stay in bed and comfort eat. Alas, the bills won’t get paid that way. So, I put on my big girl panties, turned on the lights, and got on with it.

Am waiting for the day to end. Want to crawl in bed and comfort eat. Sounds like a plan. Yet, think I will just talk a bit with mom, instead. Then, I shall rise, again, tomorrow, and go through another day, without mom. Hopefully, tomorrow will be easier than today.

Keep going, all. We got this. Even on the hard, I don’t want to do this days. We got this…

Uncle!

Ow. What a week this has been…

‘Nuff said.

Whew!

Cassandra

If at first you don’t succeed…

…say to hell with this and go watch Monday Night Football.

Success can go on head and delicately scoot a pebble or two along with…πŸ˜œπŸ€£πŸ˜πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

Some days…some days, it’s just best to grab a snack, zone out on some football or whatever catches your fancy, and try again tomorrow.

Remember, beloveds:

It’s okay if you are ok.

It’s ok if you are not.

Let NOTHING steal your:

Joy.

Hope.

Love.

Laughter.

ALL things really will work for your good as you allow God, Life, you, folks who care, folks who couldn’t give two damns, situations, circumstances and all manner of things to work in your life.

The tough times just reveal your awesome.

The awful days…heck the awful days are just awful. Next…

EVERY day has some goodness in it. EVERY one. Look for the nuggets. Look for the moments. We get one go around. Let’s make it a good one, eh?

Also, how awful could your day have been? You had ME in it. Hhmm, can see why maybe some may view this as a negative…πŸ€·β€β™€οΈπŸ€£πŸ˜œ

I love me some you. Love me back wouldja please and thanks? It truly was sledding uphill ALL day.

Be well,

Cassandra

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System issues again!

Monday.

Again.

Didn’t we just do Monday?

What do you mean we have to do it again!?

WHAT!!!????

I barely scraped through last time! WHO says I have to?

Huh?

God and Life?

Hhmmm.

Can’t I just tell both discreetly to lightly kick a pebble or two or ten?

No?

Really?

Well, how about telling them we are having system issues at work, yet again!?

They know?

Really?

Well, dammit why are They not fixing my system issues this morning?!

Hell, why ain’t they done fixed ALL my issues?

AM TIRED OF GOING AROUND THESE SAME DAMNED FAITH MOUNTAINS ALREADY!!!!!

*Cassandra stamps foot and considers slapping some things around. Cassandra doesn’t feel like doing the day let alone cleaning up a temper tantrum*

What do you mean try something uplifting? The ONLY thing I want to uplift, at the moment, is a finger that may or may not be in the middle of a hand.

Go turn on some music and have a dance party?

He-…hhhmm….brb beloveds…*Cassandra turns up some music to chase the I could give two damns away*

πŸ’ƒπŸ’ƒπŸ’ƒ

dancing STILL,

Cassandra

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P.S. Hang in there beloveds. Isn’t it fantastic to know we are loved in ALL our moods. It’s ok to get all up in yo feelings and feel what you feel. Just don’t take out the sunscreen and move into your Grimes. Life is good. Even with system issues. Yall don’t even go there about system issues!! Ackk…*Cassandra turns up the volume *

Live now: Eat the chili

The chili I made, the other day, came out perfect. Perfect I am tellin ya!πŸ₯°

I have one bowl left…*sigh*. This leaves me in a delicious quandary: Enjoy the last bowl, now. Savor the moment, save the moment and have for lunch tomorrow.

Hmmm…

HHMMM!

*Cassandra considers whether she she wax poetic, write endlessly about the joy of waiting, the awesome awesomeness of anticipation, the…*

Nah…brb…πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

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Don’t judge me.

Psssst…LIVE now. Life is short. Besides there is ALWAYS bacon and eggs to fall back on!…*delicious shiver*😁

Have awesome week. We got this. God and Life has got us all. We got each other. We all we got but we all we need…

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Agitated, yet not agitated.

I am being agitated, yet not agitated.

I wait aggressively.

I wait quietly.

I wait soberly.

I wait.

I am being shaken, yet am not shakened.

I wait stedfast.

I wait immovable.

I wait immutable.

I wait.

I am being subdued, yet am not subdued.

I wait humbly.

I wait joyfully.

I wait patiently.

I wait.

I am being agitated, shaken, subdued. Nevertheless…however…I wait.

He will come.

Victory in His Hand.

I am…

Cassandra

Who/what is this?

Who/what is this awake inside of me?

Who/what is this seeing something I yet can’t see?

Who/what is this guiding me to places unknown?

Who/what is this?

This thing feels foreign to me. Alien. Like the alien, alive, while I also live. It strains to see the light of day. It forces me to open, more and more. If I dare not, it dares for me, does something to me, pursues me until dare I do.

Who/what is this, I ask God, I ask Life?

Is this me? Is this You? A combination of the two?

God. Life. Who/what is this that has come to life deep inside?

I wonder.

I wander.

I ponder.

I saunter.

Forward.

Onward.

Upward.

No destination.

Only determination.

Determined.

Certain.

Ready.

Able.

Unburdened.

Unlearned.

Unafraid.

I walk.

I run.

I fly.

I fall.

I laugh.

I cry.

I try.

Who/what is this coming from inside me?

Does it matter, as I gather, as I rather be who I was meant to be? Not really.

Who/what is this?

Cassandra

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Note: At times, the heart needs to ponder, needs to wonder, needs to wander. Let it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the matter. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what’s the matter. At times, let your heart gather. Let your heart matter. It will lead you to wonderous places, scary places, awesome places. Places needing to have been visited long ago. Life is short. Say. Live. Love.

It’s ok if you’re ok. It’s ok if you’re not.

It’s ok if you’re ok.

It’s ok if you are not.

It’s ok if you are content.

It’s ok if you are not.

It’s ok if you can leap tall buildings in a single bound.

It’s ok if you can barely crawl out of bed.

It’s ok when all the world is your oyster.

It’s ok if all the world is not worth a fig.

It’s ok if you want to change the world.

It’s ok if you want to tell the world to kick rocks.

It’s ok if you are ready for everything.

It’s ok if you rooting for nothing.

It’s ok to know it all.

It’s okay to know nothing at all.

It’s ok to be you in ALL your forms. However you find yourself, today, in THIS day, at THIS moment…

It’s okay to be ok. It’s ok if you’re not.

Cassandra

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