Note: There are enough copycats. Be the original you are.
I want a Taco salad for my Thanksgiving meal. I made and had Taco salad for my Thanksgiving meal….lol. It’s OK to like what you like. It’s OK to be different. Keep on being you.
My twin, my wombie, my friend was found deceased in her apartment yesterday. I just found out a few hours ago.
I think she was waiting for me to get through the first week of training. I KNEW something was wrong.
For months, for weeks I have done all I could, said all I could, prayed all I could, hoped all I could, loved on her all I could.
The bible says God won’t put on us more than we can bear. He surely must think I’m a tough old broad. Geeez, God.
I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me. I can’t afford to take off the three days of bereavement leave. Perhaps, work will be a distraction.
Wombie is with mom now. Wow. Wow.
Don’t give up, beloveds. Life truly IS worth living. Even when it’s hard. Especially then.
I am standing on my faith. Just barely. Am sure I will be pissed off with wombie when the shock wears off. May tell off God a bit also. Could have waited until AFTER Christmas. Holy Jehoshaphat.
If there are ANY praying folk in here, a sister surely could use one or two or fifty. Condolence via email at ttnette37@yahoo.com would be of comfort but ONLY if done out of love and care and NOT guilt.
Life goes on. It has to. I have to. Sis would be holy hacked if I didn’t.
Dammit wombie. What in the actual fuck have you done? Yall going to have to forgive the swear word. I think God will understand, as well.
P.S. Britta, ask your mom to look after my twin for me. Fresh hell.
I am different because I chose to be the difference.
I am different because it makes no difference to me who wins. I just am happy to compete.
My life is different because I am different.
My thoughts are different.
My choices are different.
I don’t mind being different.
Enjoy who you are, beloveds. The world is going to talk about you regardless of how you are.
Dare to be different. Dare to make a difference. I dare you.
content being different, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Let’s not allow diversity to be a dirty word. We are all different in some way. That’s okay. Our differences are what makes us so similar!
It’s alright to dance to the beat of a different drummer. I love to see people dance to their own tune. I enjoy dancing my own way. The point is just to dance. Be encouraged. I love you. We got this.
Note: The world was never satisfied. It is always pushing you towards wanting something new. It is forever pushing something shiny and new in your face. It cries out for you to “keep up with the Joneses”. Now, whether you actually LIKE the Joneses appears to have nothing to do with the equation.
Don’t let the world or others gaslight you, beloveds.
Enjoy where you live. Enjoy your culture. Enjoy your community. Enoy the differences that comes from being different.
Do NOT fall into the ridiculous trap by comparing yourself to things that don’t even matter in the grander scheme of things.
What’s the point of owning ten mansions if you can only live in one? What’s the point in keep everyone out, if you only end up bitter, hateful and alone?
NOT for me. No. Nope. No way, homie don’t play that!
Determine to be one filled with love, joy, hope and optimism. Let the pessimists pppsst all to themselves. The rest of us joyful peeps have thangs to do, don’t we?
Note: I just need to remind someone to take the time to smell the roses. Starting with me.
I can’t believe how much I had allowed myself to get burned out. It shouldn’t have taken months to get used to resting. Now that I have rested and then back to work. I am planning to give myself plenty of time in the future to just slow down and stop reacting to life.
This slow period of life has been amazing. I plan on keeping some slowness in my life.
Don’t let yourself be distracted by all the noise around you. Turn off the television. Set down the phone. Allow yourself to enjoy some peace and quiet.
Things will get done. If not, they were not meant to be done. Be encouraged.
Sis has been going through SOMETHING. I can hear it in her voice. I kept asking her “what’s wrong “? She keeps saying “nothing”.
My spidey senses wouldn’t let me leave her be. I kept calling. She kept saying she was fine. She stopped texting.
Initially, I magnanimously advised I was going to leave her be. Said she was being rude. Smh.
Today, God whispered for me to just love on her. He told me to take up the texting/yakking end and NOT allow HER silence to cause ME to withdraw and become silent.
See, beloveds, foolishness only wants us to join in and act a fool. Anger wants us to get angry regardless if we understand what’s going on.
Not knowing does NOT like not knowing. NOT knowing causes curiosity to get all up in it’s feelings. That’s why God tells us to just love folk.
We do NOT have to understand to love. Yes, it does help knowing where to pray and support.
Still, beloveds, can’t we simply love on folk when we see or sense they could use extra love, care, hope, laughter prayer etc?
Must life ALWAYS be about US? Surely, not. I am doing my utmost to love folk UNCONDITIONALLY. I admit that I initially failed.
For a few moments, I allowed HER silence to cause ME to feel some kind of way. Just because my inner dialogue was admonishing me that my love wasn’t enough to make her speak.
I told those lies to shut up, already! I REFUSE to apply strings to my love and my care.
I hope someone can understand what I am desperate to convey.
Sis needs her silence. She also needs my love. Simple as that.
I love you, wombie. I’m here as best as I can be.
I share this with you, beloveds, in the hope that some may have their own lightbulb turned on. Love is NOT meant to be a business transaction.
Have an amazing weekend. Training this week has been something. More on that later. Geeeeeeeeeeeez.😳🥰🤣
This is the last month of the year. End it strong.
The year has been what the year has been. Don’t waste this last month crying about what happened all year. Use his mind to determine what you would like to see happen for the coming year.
Look forward to your life, beloveds. It’s the only one we have. Life is worth living, even when it’s hard.
Don’t allow the disposition of others to determine how you are going to live your life. There are so many people who are choosing to be divisive and hateful and pessimistic. I refuse to be in that number.
I’m looking forward to my future. I’m looking forward to the tough training ahead with my new job. I’m looking forward to life.
What are you looking forward to? And if you’re not looking forward to something, that may be an indication that you may need to rethink what you’re doing right now.
Have a fantastic and amazing rest of your day.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Today has been so peaceful. Why? Because I have chosen to enjoy my day. I’m done and during the days…..hahahahahahahahahahahaha!
EVERY corner had some what in the fresh hell is this within in.😳
What did I CHOOSE to do?
I turned on some praise music.
I prepared supper.
I prayed.
I thanked God.
I prayed some more.
I went over my gratefuls.
I was grateful.
I AM grateful.
For the hard.
For all the what in the fresh hell is this found in every corner.
For my hot supper.
For Thursday Night Football.
For God’s Promises that ALL things work together FOR my good and that NO weapon, formed against me, shall prosper.
With ALL the above, what the world do I have to be bothered about?
I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me.
Oh, yea, I forgot to add the phone has decided NOT to dial out and I don’t have back up or landline. Hopefully, it will work itself out before work tomorrow.
Be encouraged. Do NOT waste your joy fretting over things that have ALREADY happened. What are you going to DO?
Note: I’m keeping my writing promise I made to myself a good year or so ago.
I promised I would take the time to take some days to get some pieces done and schedule and do them at least 10 pieces at a time. I allowed myself to pause on that while I rested.
Now that I have got my feel asleep, I am ready to keep on keeping on. I just stopped by to encourage someone to keep their promise to themselves.
It’s so easy for us to break our word to ourselves. We keep better promises to an enemy than we do ourselves. Which is a shame.
What promise(s) do you need to keep that you have made? Apologize to yourself then keep it moving. We got thangs to do, remember?
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