The last straw really isn’t the last straw.

That’s it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That’s what I screamed at God.

Tearfully.

Angrily.

Woefully.

Tearfully, woefully AND angrily.

These latest rounds of storms have had me at wit’s end.

Tornado πŸŒͺ sirens blasting. Me hiding in the bathroom wondering if there will be a me, if there will be an apartment, if the damned city would still be standing.

During Easter weekend, no less. Thanks God. Reaaaaall funny. I don’t know why holidays can’t be holidays for me.

Mom died on Christmas morning. The πŸŒͺ destroyed things on Memorial Day weekend. Now, these blasted storms visiting for Easter.

One boom was so loud…whew. Now, my modem has given up the ghost. Nada. No lights. Nothing.

So, I sit here. Modem less. Modem less, God!

That’s it! The lasssssst straw! I’m tired, God of all this damned hard!!!

I’m tired of these tests. Pass or fail me, already!!!

I quit!

I’m done! I….

*Cassandra whirls around at the tap on her shoulder. Cassandra laughs and takes the extra straws from her dreams and good habits. Cassandra gets on with getting on with it.*

Be encouraged, beloveds. Yes, these storms are something else. Yet, we faint not. Grab an extra straw from your dreams and good habits and keep it moving.

Do your best to focus on getting to the other side. Yea, these 🌊 waves ARE terrifying looking. Let’s choose to surf on them! πŸ„πŸ„β€β™€οΈπŸŠπŸŠβ€β™€οΈ

We CAN. We WILL.

I know it’s hard not to see all the hard right now. In the meantime, keep finding the joy in your day. I made myself a cup of β˜• and watching my fave cooking shows. Right now, I’m watching upscale restaurants chefs cook steak and such in such theatrical fashion. πŸ₯°πŸ˜

If nothing else, beloveds, reach out to someone who could use some love. It really does help when you take your mind off your own trouble and focus on supporting others. This has helped me. A smidge.

I had a satisfying crying jag on my big bro’s shoulder, via phone. There is something awfully comforting with a loud, crying jag whilst your big bro sits there feeling like an idiot.πŸ₯°πŸ˜‡πŸ˜Š

Take care.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You’ll get through this. So will I. Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Keep going. Even during the storm.

Keep going.

Even during the storm.

Remain hopeful.

Even during the storm.

Stay faithful.

Even during the storm.

Storms have been raging here. Last night, ALL night. Through the morning. They have paused. Long enough for me to stop by and encourage someone who is in desperate need of respite from an awful long storm seige.

The storms are due to start again in three hours and rage for the rest of the afternoon and through til Easter tomorrow. 😳. Good egads.

I must confess that hankering down in the bathroom, with tornado sirens blasting, came mighty close to reminding me of last year’s tornado.

The anxiety I am fighting with, today, has everything to do with last year. I keep reminding myself this is NOT last year. Tell that to my terrified soul last night.

Storms pass. They are not personal. They are doing their job. Our job, beloveds, is to continue standing on FAITH when storms show up.

Yea, they can be mighty loud and scary. Yes, they can be capricious and cause awful damage to some, whilst sparing others.

I don’t know why hard has to be so flipping hard. I DO know hard is doing it’s job in revealing the character inside.

Be encouraged. Do what you can to prepare. Survive. Keep it moving.

Also, reach out for support when going through hard times. We need one another. I have been reaching out to family and friends and letting folk know I am struggling alone.

Struggles don’t last always. Be sure to find the joy in your day. I am fixing to have a bowl of Golden Grahams and a yak with God to let Him know I feel soooooooo alone and tiny, at the moment.

Be encouraged, beloveds. We are loved and not alone.

thankful in the midst of the storms,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Do it for you.

I love encouraging folk.

I love writing.

I love the creative process.

There is just SOMETHING about creating SOMETHING from NOTHING. It never fails to amaze me.

This blog was created, beloveds, with YOU in mind. Still, I enjoy it. I delight in it. I no longer fret about who may or may not show up.

I show up. Every day. Here. Present. I’m doing my best to do so, in my every day life.

Life is short. Show up. Be present. Put yourself out there. You can’t be loved if you don’t. Do it for you. You will be so glad you did.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:  Okay, um, so like you supposed to be out there loving folk. Get going…lol.πŸ₯°β€πŸ™πŸ”₯πŸŒπŸ€—πŸŽ€πŸŽ€πŸ˜Ž

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Relax. We can’t control the speed.

I’m trying NOT to throw my phone out the nearest window.

EVERYTHING is sooooooooooo slow. NOTHING wants to upload, import or export!

To top it off, beloveds, I have little clue WHEN to upload, import and export in order to post my video to this, that and the other thing…*sigh*.

I keep restarting the upload. Nada.

I redo the exporting. Nothing.

I try importing to another device. Finito!

Ah, God. WHY does hard have to be so blessed hard?!

I don’t have the space to make things go faster. Knowing this, I am trying to be content with the extra wait time. Heckamiah Jeremiah!😭🚧🚨😳

I will keep trying. If nothing else, I will turn it into another piece that may help someone get their dreams moving faster. I hope…

trying still,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Sometimes there is just nothing we can do. Things take time. A lot longer than we would like. When that happens, enjoy the view. You got this. So do iI God has us all.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

12am!😳:Be careful what you say to your dreams.

I had given my dreams a good talking to, beloveds.

I asked my dreams to STOP waking me at 4 am already!

I’m old!

I’m 56!

I’m sleepy at 4!

I’m old, 56 AND sleepy at 4 am.

My dreams said nothing. I went to sleep satisfied. Ha!

My dreams have been waking me at midnight…πŸ€—πŸ₯°πŸ€£

giving it all I’ve got,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. Keep working on your dreams. Enjoy every sleepless moment.


One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Perspective: Keep being the needle in the haystack. πŸ”¦

My dreams feel like looking for a needle in a haste to act. My dreams feel like the needle. The millions of people I am competing with seems like the haystack.

Daunting.

Intimidating.

Knee buckling.

Still, no one will ever find my needle, my dreams, if I don’t put them out there for all to find/see.

That gives me the courage to keep putting out as many needles as I can! One or two just may slip through the cracks and be seen. I hope so.

I hope…

Keep on putting your needles out there, beloveds. Yes, the chances are remote. That said, there IS the opportunity IF we but summon the courage to keep putting our dreams out there for the world to see and judge.

I have had two mind-numbing defeats these last days as I tossed my dream hats in the ring. I cried. I quit. I cried while I quit.

Then, I got up and tried again!

Be encouraged, beloveds.

We CAN.

We WILL.

being that needle in a haystack,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going. You got this. God has us all.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Even when they don’t understand. Even when you don’t understand.

Keep loving folk.

Even when they don’t understand you. Even when you don’t understand them.

Keep reaching out.

Even when they don’t understand your try. Even when you don’t understand their lack of understanding.

Keep caring about folk.

Even when they don’t understand why you care “for no reason”. Even when you don’t understand why they don’t understand that you “just care”.

There are days, beloveds, when I want to leave the 🌎 to its own devices. Folk see ulterior motives in everything. Or, they think you think ill of them for no reason. Smh.

I was raised to take folk at face value. The advent of social media has raised a generation of folk who hide behind personas and being perceived as influencers and wellbeing gurus.πŸ˜₯😳

Whatever happened to folk just BEING. Just you. Just me. Just us. Flawed, yet lovable.

None of us are perfect. Since when did we all have to be? We don’t. I do one to two dumb things daily. It keeps me grounded.πŸ₯°πŸ§“

Be encouraged, beloveds. Get off the hamster wheel and stop trying to drape yourself in whatever is currently trending on TikTok. You are wonderful as you are. Sometimes dumb and all.

I accept my dumb as well as my goodness. We are all many things at once. We work our own last nerves at times. That’s okay.

Even when they don’t understand. Even when you don’t understand…

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am trying to convey something but my heart is just too sad for so many folk who have fallen for the lie they are not enough without adornment. πŸ˜₯🌎

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I forgot to be afraid.

My dreams called me this morning.

I answered.

I forgot to be afraid.

I forgot to be old.

I forgot I was broke.

I forgot about discouragement.

I forgot to despair.

My dreams are calling me. I must hurry…

refusing to give up,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I gave myself a day to be sad. This morning, I made sad go get me some β˜• coffee. I have much too much to do.

Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I lay down with discouragement. We talked for a little while.

I lay down with discouragement. We talked for a little while.

I asked it why it was so damned discouraged?

Said it didn’t know. Said it “just wuz”.

After a while, I told discouragement it had to go. I had thangs to do. Discouragement understood. It went in search of folk easily swayed. I was not.

I just stopped by to encourage folk a bit. Starting with me.

Be encouraged. We CAN. We WILL. Eventually. I think.πŸ˜³πŸ€—πŸ˜‚πŸ₯°

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Things really WILL be alright. I have just been focusing on the tossing waves. 🌊 Time to focus on getting to the other side. Some kind of way. Be encouraged. Don’t give up. Not just yet.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: Sometimes, you just have to hang on during the storm(s).

These storms, the last four days, have been relentless.

They have, in fact, been historic. Awful flooding. Dodging πŸŒͺ tornadoes. 14 or so, at last count.

Since Wednesday morning, I have done my all to keep folk encouraged whilst trying to hang onto my sanity.

I keep telling myself this is NOT last year’s tornado.Β  Doesn’t help much with 🚨 sirens going off every which way and vertigo losing its mind.😳🀯

I just stopped ’round to encourage somebody. It’s easy to want to throw in the towel when all hell is breaking out everywhere.

Hang on. Hang in there. The storms will and do pass. Hold tight, to your dreams, until they do.

I have not used these storms as permission to comfort eat, rage at storms doing what storms do, or berate myself for being tired of having to be positive whilst going through fifty million storms already!!!!

Beloveds, it’s perfectly okay to be tired of being about being about it when things are hard for a good length of time.

Be tired. Be human. Just don’t quit. We have too many thangs to do. Summer will be here soon. Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP.

Hold fast to your peace. Keep standing ten toes down on FAITH. Be sure to laugh. Even if you can find nothing to laugh at save how dumb you look hollering at the storm…lol.

We got this. God has us all. Be encouraged. If you are feeling really low, it really will help to look out for someone else. It will also help take your mind off your own what the hell is this.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. Ah, God. Hurry. Just a smidge. Asking for many friends.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!