I was tired. Life was being tiresome again.
Sorry life.
I called my sis. Yakked a bit. We said our goodnight. Ah. Love.
I had a final cup of β coffee. Content. Ah, love.
I sat. Still. Thinking of a mom I missed dearly. Aha, love.
I lay in bed π. Comfy. Contemplating. Dreaming of dreams that may come true, by morning light. Oh, love.
I woke. Stretched. Readied for a day not ready for me. Yes, love.
That’s what love looks like to me…
Today.
As for tomorrow?
Beats me, beloveds. I am too busy loving, today. Today. While I have breath. While I still have a say in today.
Take care. Be encouraged. Be sure and pass out some water balloons, er, love, to the newbies. And, in case she is a foot, pop an old-bie or two. Must play fair, eh, Britta?
loving,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Don’t let the battles of life keep you from living and loving. Life is short. What does love look like to you today?
Remember you are loved and not alone.
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