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 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!
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!
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 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!
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.
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!
Life has gone and got all up in my face, beloveds.
Life: What are you going to do NOW, Cassandra?
Me: Sheeeeeuuuuit.
It’s a have to, beloveds. Life has challenged me. Life may be challenging you.
Whatcha gonna DO with your hard?
figuring out the doing of this particular brand of wtf,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged. Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP. Remember, we CAN. We WILL. It just seems impossibly hard, right now. We have overcome many a hard thing, beloveds. We SHALL overcome this later pile of…uh, oh. Smh
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I am making some lemon meringue pie with the lemons life has brought.
Sustained anger, beloveds, can and WILL turn destructive. IF we let it.
I CHOOSE to tell anger to kick rocks. I have thangs to do. Yes, I am angry. Yes, I want to kick and scream.
Alas, I do have a job to prepare for. I DO have a life to live in the middle of all this freshly painted what in the fresh hell.
I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me.
Hurt as you must. Rage as you will. Then, love someone. Starting with you.
We SHALL find a way. Some kind of what. Sure is tough to stay pissed for long when you are called and meant to be an encourager. Crap.😳🤔🤗
It’s okay to let grief have her say. Just don’t allow her to be a permanent resident…
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be good to you whilst life appears to be picking on your life. Life is just lifing. Fresh heckamiah. I am currently listening to some praise music and praying for all needing comfort. Starting with me. Let me hear from you. You may encourage someone who really do need some comfort…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me.
I realize I am angry. I had no idea I was even feeling anger, beloveds, until I actually gave myself permission to feel it. To FEEL period.
I had been running around slapping band aides everywhere. I said I was okay. I thought I was okay.
It’s not okay. I am not okay. Not, today. And, that’s okay. I don’t know HOW I am going to do today. I just know that I CHOOSE to try. Some kind of way. To make the way. To find SOMETHING to rejoice in.
I tried to make an angry video. I have not used CapCut in forever and seems like things have changed and I don’t know how to do the limited editing I taught myself. THAT, made me angry to add to the anger I feel.
I have to go now. I have to go and fake it til I make it. I have no choice. Life is calling. Whether I want to answer or not. Shit. Fresh hell.
Be encouraged. Best you can. Keep standing on FAITH. It’s perfectly okay to pelt some lemons whilst you do.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We got this. I promise not to fill today with angry/multiple rants. Okay, I promise to do so TASTEFULLY, if so….lol. Keep some humor in today, peeps. I love you.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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