I liked things how I liked them. Exactly. The same. Over and over.
To some extent, beloveds, I will ALWAYS be a creature of habit. Over some things. My coffee HAS to be just so. My bacon HAS to be just so crispy.
I HAVE to flop a certain way, in bed. Else, ths bed just does NOT feel right…*pout*.
I’m learning to be more adaptable with learning. I’m learning to learn from as many different type of folks as I can.
Older folk. Younger folk. Folks with accents. Folk from different countries.
True story, I used to be intimidated learning from folk from other countries. They seemed super smart and way too “over my head”. They weren’t. Once, I gave them a chance. Once I gave ME a chance.
I have learned so much just from being WILLING to learn from different sources.
I hope you are having a fantastic day. If not, turn your day around. It’s up to you, not your circumstances, the day you shall have.
It took three people and about an hour to get my modem going. I stayed patient. I wanted to clobber somebody. I wanted to throw the new modem out the window. I didn’t.
As soon as I got going, the storm started.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Be encouraged, beloveds. Keep trying. often times it’s not your fault that things are not working out. Stop giving yourself such a hard time. You are doing the best that you can. Let your best be enough.
I just stopped by to encourage somebody. keep being about being about it. You have much too much to do to give up on your dreams. Have a fantastic rest of your day. We got this.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Have an amazing week. Don’t let the hard keep you down.
Note: I dearly wanted to tell The Universe where to get off and park.
I was. I am, tired of all this damned hard.
I’m tired of these never ending storms. Tired of hiding in the bathroom wondering if disaster will make another entrance.
I am tired of having to encourage myself every damned, hard, storm filled day.
So what?
Life is being super lifery. So what? This is NOT an opportunity to throw in the towel and quit.
Quit and then what, beloveds? I have zero intention of finding out.
I made myself write. I made myself get in some bible study. I made myself make myself a cup of coffee. I made myself write some scripts for more mini motivations. Rinse. Repeat.
Life is much too short to give up on. Let’s go!! We got things to do.
These latest rounds of storms have had me at wit’s end.
Tornado πͺ 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 πͺ 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 π waves ARE terrifying looking. Let’s choose to surf on them! ππββοΈππββοΈ
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. π₯°π
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.π₯°ππ
Take care.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You’ll get through this. So will I. Keep moving FORWARD. Keep looking UP.
I love making a cup and thinking of mom. She loved Folgers Instant. With CoffeeMate. A big, heaping helping of it. Followed by two mountains of tablespoon filled sugar. Ah.
After a while, she would have me make her coffee whilst she prepared her grapefruit she draped with a mound of sugar. Ewww!
I loved, absolutely loved, when I got ALL the portions right! The smile on her face was worth its weight in gold. I learned to perfect her coffee. I enjoyed bringing a small amount of joy to her day.
Now, I make my coffee and think of her. It is our quiet time. It’s OUR time.
Anywho, my kettle heats the water soooooooo hot I am forever halfway burning my tongue.
Here lately, beloveds, I have been learning to do other things, while waiting for my coffee to cool enough to enjoy.
I have found the time to work on a piece. I have made the time to pray. I have found the time to empty my mind of all anxiety. I have made the time to reflect upon today’s possible journey.
All within the span of these coffee cool down moments. Ah. Aha!