Category: God

It’s important to search things out for yourself.

I find myself a bit sad today. It seemed like there are more and more influencers who are. coming out to be liars. Many have turned to chasing dollars instead of providing the authentic content that drew people to them in the first place. I find that sad.

Instead of using their platform to continue to encourage uplift and entertain others, they see it as a way to cash in a bag. They have lost sight of why they did what they started in the first place.

I find it sad that society has lifted up money to the place where it’s okay to treat others any old kind of way, just so long as you make that money. Life is more than money.

There is nothing wrong with learning from others. I learn from different people every day. Yet, I make certain to search things out for myself. Just because someone said something does not make it true automatically. Just because someone became successful one way does not mean that will be your way. It is just one example of success.

As you pursue success, remember to take everything with a grain of salt. Research things for yourself. understand that just because it worked for him does not mean it’s going to work for you. You may have to tweak things or do things completely differently. That’s okay.

I’m not getting on anyone. Just sharing some thoughts. I don’t think we listen to each other enough. I think people are scared to share what they really think for fear being judged or canceled.

Share your thoughts. Let others feel how they feel. They may be influenced to try your way. They may be steered in a opposite direction. That’s okay as well. We all have to cut one another some slack. We also need to be careful to not put folk on a pedestal.

There are so many bloggers I learned from and enjoy all the time. I marvel at their talent. I tell myself not to be intimidated by the talents of others. I have my own.

Keep on being you. The world means what all you can give us.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. be sure to get it some me time today. I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Persistence.

I needed this today…

Things WILL work out. They will. Be encouraged til things come out in the wash.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I can do all things…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You are doing the best you can.

You ARE doing your best, beloveds. Let your try be enough.

I never seem to FEEL like I am enough these past few months.

My try FEELS inadequate. My attempts SEEMS as though they are not looking. It LOOKS likes my dreams are not taking hold.

Things are NOT what they seem. We are exactly where we are supposed to be at this time in our lives.

Be encouraged. Enjoy your today. I spent a delightful Sunday yakking with fam and a friend. I then followed up with a ridiculously predictable action movie. Tell me WHY beloveds, nobody can seem to shoot the good guys? Why does the good guy NEVER miss?! Why are folk forever jumping on motorcycles when they are going chased by black SUVs?🤣😳

The damsel was rescued by the man. Of course. The poor woman was helpless and grateful. Of course. Don’t get me started on stereotypes today.

I think I shall go find some chocolate donuts to rescue from their encampment and free some coffee as well. Who wants to be my sidekick?🥰😎🤣

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is what WE make it and perceive it to be. Make it a good one. Focus on what you can and have been doing. I love you. So does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Another funny.

I can’t!…hahahahahahahahahaha!😆🥰

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🤣😎.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

On the other side of maybe.

I found my dream.

On the other side of maybe.

I found my way.

On the other side of maybe.

I found my hope.

On the other side of maybe.

I found my footing.

On the other side of maybe.

I found my perseverance.

On the other side of maybe.

I found many things.

On the other side of maybe.

So can you.

Maybe, you can.

Maybe, if you try.

Maybe, if you’ll believe.

Maybe…

Ah, maybe. So many possibilities can be found on the other side…

Maybe.

daydreaming of the possibilities of maybe,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Maybe…

You’ll never know what you shall find…maybe, though. Ah. Aha!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

LOL. ☕

My sis sent this to me. It made me laugh out loud. I figured I would send a smile your way.

Have an amazing day.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Coffee anyone?🤣

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Fight the hardest…

Fight the hardest…

When you want to quit the most.

Fight the hardest…

When you see no way out.

Fight the hardest…

When even your most ardent supporters have walked away.

Fight the hardest…

When everything in you is tired.

Fight the hardest…

When the night seemingly will not end.

Fight the hardest…

When every doubt you have are singing in unison.

Fight the hardest…

When you find yourself ten steps back for every step taken.

Fight the hardest…add whatever you’d like here. Just keep on fighting.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Yesterday was a toughie. I found myself sooooooooooo hard on me, beloveds.

I was raised to be a giver. I was taught to give and to do for folk and don’t worry about me as God would look after me. He has.

Financially, I gave away as much as I could. I enjoyed giving. I still do. That said, the tornado wiped away every cushion, snatched my confidence, stole my vision of the future, and robbed me of my eternal optimism.

I’ve been fighting to regain those things. I didn’t realize how much I allowed my job to be my identity/safety. I am grateful for that tornado for having revealed that horrible lie.

That lie, that I HAD to be tied to THAT job, to any job, for security and safety, had kept me from pursuing my dreams.

That lie, helped me make excuses for my lack of pursuing my dreams with all that I have.

That lie, kept me from looking further than the rent, the light bill and a few odds and ends.

That lie, beloveds, has caused much more devastation than the tornado did.

I am rebuilding. I am fighting. I am standing on FAITH now. That’s something.

I find myself fighting words today. I hope someone understands what I am trying to say. I’m still trying to figure things out. I’m still trying. Ah. Aha! We fight on. Be encouraged. Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Happy Mother’s Day, mom.

Happy Mother’s Day, mom.

I miss you.

I’m glad you were my mom for 48 years.

I have missed you every second, of every day, for the past 8 years.

I wish I could lay my head on your buddha belly and hear the rumble of your laughter beneath my cheek.

I’m grateful for all the lessons you taught me.

I’m glad you taught us girls how to cook so we could “win a man”.🤣🤗

I’m doing okay, mom. Okay, I’m not, but I have donned my big girl panties so I can get through another Mother’s Day without you.

I’m going to try not to hide away today, mom. Although, I fear that ship has sailed. I have already turned off the phone. I have a small bag of chocolate donuts ready to collect any stray tears.

Ah, mom, I wish I could be angry with you still for leaving us all to figure things out alone.

I don’t feel alone today, mom. For the first time in eight years. I no longer feel your loss as a loss. It was your time.

I wish I knew if you were proud of my try, mom. I’m trying as hard as I can.

I don’t know what to DO, mom. Last night I cried. I looked over my try, from these last years of giving everything to everyone, yet receiving little to nothing back, and wondered if…nevermind, this is YOUR day. I dare not snatch it away with a fool’s tear.

Take care, mom. Rest, now. You earned it. I’ll keep trying.

Don’t you cheat at gin rummy today. EVERYONE knows you cheat a wee bit. 🥰🤗

love from a grateful daughter,


Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Have an amazing day, beloveds. Life is short. Someone hug a mom for me and all of us who have lost ours. We’d appreciate it today.❤🙏

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Keep dancing in the rain.

The storms just won’t stop. That’s okay because I am dancing in the rain.

Don’t let these storms of life keep you down, beloveds. Keep dancing in the rain.

Stomp in the puddles. Make a mess. Laugh. Have some fun. Remember, the sun is going to shine after these storms.

We got this. Don’t fear the thunder. It’s just noise.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You got this. So do I. Enjoy this day. These storms have been relentless. They just won’t end. I’m doing my best to stay positive. What else can I do? There’s a time for everything that happens under the sun. Summer will be here soon. I’m doing my best to stay in the present and enjoy today. I hope you are doing the thing.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Food Court Chronicles: High Crimes and Misdemeanors.

The following harrowing saga takes place in Food Court. Alas, the case of The Almost Brownies was soooooo egregious, it was almost too much to share…*gasp*

Attempts had been made, by the dastardly Cook, to destroy the evidence and poison the jury pool. Fortunately, alternates were found, and a hearing was held.

The Universe was tapped as The Prosecutor. God played the judge as…*shrug*. He already had a robe on so got the part.

Cassandra, woefully short of brains, dumbly chose to defend herself…*shouts of no could be heard extending from the peanut gallery*.

lol…

I made another attempt at homemade brownies. I don’t know why I keep putting myself through these changes. I can never get them right. I either overcook them, or I undercook them. There has been no happy medium. OMG!!!

I am almost ready to give up on them. Store bought brownies are looking better and better to me.

These stupid brownies are metaphor of my life right now. I just can’t seem to get things right. I will keep trying. creating something from nothing is not easy. It takes a lot of trying and failing. Failing and trying. Ack.

I just stopped by to encourage you to keep on trying. Keep on burning those brownies. We shall get it right sooner or later. Or, kill a bunch of brownies in the process.

Be encouraged. Laugh along the way. Enjoy the journey.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🤣

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!