Category: Poetry

I lost my want to.

Hhhhmm.

??

*Cassandra looks under the mattress, for her want to*

Hhmm.

???

*Cassandra hears her want to eating some fruit snacks and being lazy!…*gasp*

Okay, beloveds, I was going to wax eloquent and get us all fired up to seize the day. It appears all my want to wants to do is absolutely nothing.

My bad.

Since it’s my workday off, I think I shall join want to in not wanting to.😆

Just popped round to make sure you know you were loved. As for me, lonely has been awfully loud, the past few days.

I miss mom. I miss my 40s. 50s have been kicking my tail, lately. Please don’t make me be honest. Else, I would have to admit to feeling vulnerable.

I fell, last week. I am still a bit shaken. I try not to think of what could have happened.

Don’t waste time, beloveds, being fearful of what could have happened, in your life. It didn’t. Yea, you made some wrong and dumb choices. Be glad you survived them. We are ALL dummies, at times.

Embrace, feelings of vulnerability. They make us human. We don’t have to be chasing Thanos everywhere. We don’t HAVE to be the super hero EVERY day.

I think I shall spend some time, with vulnerable and offer her some fruit snacks.

Be good to you. Asking for A Friend.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

You matter!

I love this quote!

There are days, when my lonely wants to know if I matter…

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Heart check ❤: Enjoy your Monday.

Enjoy your Monday.

Don’t waste it worrying about all that may happen, this week. Seize the DAY. The rest of the week, will be the rest of the week.

Don’t fret about how much you are growing or not growing. The fact you are trying, IS growth. Enjoy it.

Embrace all that happens, in your day. The happenings are but lessons and friends. Guiding. Us. Building, us. Renewing, our faith. Restoring, our hope. Refilling, our spirits.

Receive, love. Allow Love to love on you.

Ask, for what you need.

Listen, to God’s Silence.

Believe, The Universe has and wants the best for your life.

Resolve, to keep your promises, to you.

Life is short. Give yourself a break. You are doing all you know. Let critics talk. They have nothing better to do. You got thangs to do…lol.

Finally, let your yes be yes and your no be no. Period.

Be encouraged and know you are loved and not alone.

sending love your way,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Move.

Move:

Your, feet.

Your, faith.

Your, fear.

Your, joy.

Move:

In, the right direction.

In, any direction.

With, intention.

Move:

Your, apathy.

Your, lazy.

Your, hesitancy.

Move:

Forward.

Upwards.

Beyond.

Move!

Life is short.

moving with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: New week. New challenges. New you. Get going. Love someone. Start with you. Try not to stress, this week. Try, and let the results be whatever they shall be. Why waste a moment lamenting what did or did not happen?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Keep moving towards your goals.

Keep moving towards your goals. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CyUYsMdOLqF/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Heart Check: Don’t let your pain be a pain.

Whew.

Whew!!

What a week!

Whew!!!

Painn surely can be a real pain, can’t it? Makes one want to lose one’s mind.

Thankfully, pain passes. IF, you allow it to. Most folk like to try and drown their pain. Or, at least try to get pain to quiet down, already! I must admit, I tried to drown mine, just a smidge, underneath a million packets of fruit snacks…lol.

Didn’t work.

I moved on to a mini tantrum.

Didn’t work.

I pouted, just a wee bit.

Didn’t work.

I play Mike Tyson’s Punchout.

Didn’t work.

I played Super Mario on Nintendo.

Didn’t work.

I went to work and pretended all was well.

Didn’t work.

I tried the dumbness of faking it til I made it.

Didn’t work.

I sat with my heart, asked her what she needed, listened, fed her scrambled eggs, listened to uplifting music, told God/Life/The Universe all about it.

Ah.

Aha!

Today, I am grateful. For, the sad, which helped me to process mom’s passing. For, the mad, which helped me release a whole lotta frustrations on some dishes and laundry. For, the discouragement, which helped me reach out to others, to encourage them to keep going. Mostly, for my try, who just will NOT, allow me to give up, on me.

Just checking on you, beloveds. Be sure and be good to you. No matter what you are going through, be good to yourself. Don’t be a pain, because you are in pain…lol.

Take care of you. Rest. The week has past. The weekend, is here. Enjoy your day. Embrace what happens, within it and within you. You don’t have to be perfection, to be loved. You are. You are not alone.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am looking forward to some football and pizza. Yipppee. That reminds me, have to make a snack order….brb….

Keep asking until!

Keep asking until! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CySCGJ1OJaA/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

You CAN.

You WILL.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: How can you NOT be inspired? Get on out there and enjoy your life. Asking for A Friend…

There is no such thing as quit in you!

Ah, I see you, beloveds!

Yea, boy, I see your fight!

Yyyyasssssssssss, I see you being about being about it!

I tip my cap, too you, beloveds!

I see your love.

I see your try.

I see your awesome/amazing heart.

I see YOU.

As does God/Life/The Universe.

Keep going.

Keep trying.

Keep LIVING.

Keep loving.

Keep rejoicing.

Let the cynics, let the world, let the rest, rest on their laurel. We got thangs to do, don’t we?

Love someone. Start, with you. Let someone know they are loved and NOT alone.

loving with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, you should already be gone being about being about it. Smh. Get going. Take this with you:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I love me some you…

Don’t you dare give up on you!

Beloveds, don’t you dare, ever, no never, give up, on you! YOU are much too important. You have too many things, to say. You have too many things, to do. Your life is so very precious. I wish I had known you, sooner. I would have told you, then. I’m telling you now. Hold on. Hold fast. Hold out. This is not a pep talk. It’s a life talk. Get on out there, beloveds, and LIVE.

Stop surviving life. It’s high time life had to survive you and your try. Don’t listen, to those who have given up. Pray for them. Then, move forward. I don’t care what happens, in your life. The happenings, happen. True that. Yet, those self same happenings, happen to change your life.

Why/how?

Because they happen, they force you, to choose to fight or quit. Ain’t no quit in you, beloveds. Nah! You too awesome, for that. Your dreams are too important, for that. Your impact is too impactful, for that.

Believe in you. You got this. Don’t worry about outcomes. Just give it the best you have be okay with what happens next. The next is a God/Life/Universe problem.

What’s next?

You tell me!

Rooting for you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: The ONLY thing holding you back, is you. Get going. Life be waiting upon thee! Skeedadle, beloveds. Don’t waste another second worrying how. Just do. Something. Go on…

Huh? I forgot something?! Oh, yea, scuze me…ehem….:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I told God it’s okay. It’s not.

I find myself in a quandary.

I sooooooooooooooooo want to tell God to kick rocks, today.

I’m angry.

Mom is gone.

Mom is gone, dammit!

I am TIRED of going around this stupid grief mountain!

For the most part, I am okay. Will be sailing along. Okay, until I am not. Then, I will have found grief all snuggled up in my snuggy and waiting for me, cup of coffee, in hand.

Dammit!!…*Cassandra snatches the cup of coffee from grief, and swallow bitter tears*

Fresh hell.

*sigh*.

I’m not angry. Not, really. Just not okay, today. I will be. I don’t let grief stay too long. Grief is much too greedy and will swallow your day, whole, if you allow it. Nah, grief, I got thangs to do.

I told God it’s okay. It’s not. Good thing I know that it is perfectly okay to not be okay until you are okay, again.

I stopped by, beloveds, yet again, to let you know to be as not okay, as you need to be. You don’t have to have it together ALL the time. There are times when the LAST THING you want to do is to be together.

Altogether now:

Ack!!!!!!!!!!!

Whew, okay, we got that scream outta the way. Only about 90 more to go, for me.

I did NOT want to do this day, today. Not, today. I wanted to:

Stay in bed, eating fruit snacks and carrying on about the unfairness of being an orphan at near 55, alone, dreams unfulfilled and have a whale of a time, feeling sorry for me.

Nah, beloveds, I had things to do. So, I got up. Stamped to, the bathroom. Stormed, from the bathroom. Tore, into the kitchen. Angrily, snatched eggs, butter, shredded cheese, from the fridge. Pouting, I madly stirred, said ingredients. Flippantly, I flipped those whipped eggs, into shape.

While doing so, I whipped my angry/sad/mad/frustrated/missing mom self, back into some form of act right. Meaning, I called my wombie, worked her last nerves and hung up, sad/mad/frustrated.

Long story short, I dragged ALL my feels up Joy Mountain. I turned on some uplifting music, ate breakfast, got to work, then got to work telling myself it’s okay to not be okay, for a while.

After a while, I forgot all about being sad. I was too grateful for being able to work from home, the wonderfully uplifting music, for my wombie who listened to my ramblings, and for scrambled eggs!

Longer story made shorter: Life is tough. Grief ain’t no joke. It’s okay. Keep going. NO matter what. Talk with those who love you. Love on you, as best you can. Scramble some eggs. Be encouraged. We got this, eh?

Sad but okay,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are loved and not alone….