The odds are stacked against you. So what, win anyway!
The odds are not in your favor. So what, give your all anyway!
The odds say you won’t make it. So what, try anyway!
The odds are laughing at you. So what? Do it anyway.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We SHALL have the last laugh!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
We won’t go back!
We will not go back to a life of fear and dread.
We are moving FORWARD.
We are shooting our best shot.
We are giving our all.
We CHOOSE.
We stand ten toes down on FAITH.
We are going to do the hard.
We are going to do what it takes.
We owe it to ourselves to leave everything on the field.
Win or lose, we got this.
Let’s go!!
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: This has me fired up!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
It’s important to take time for a good chuckle.
With all the bad storms, nothing has been funny lately.
I took the day off to just refresh my mind. I’m glad I did. I woke up refreshed and ready to get back after it. I forgot about the storms. They have passed. They are no longer my concern.
I’m not worried about the storms to come. Storms will come. I don’t have time to wait or worry about them. I have much too much to do. So do you.
Don’t focus on the storms. focus on your goals and the dreams you have. Keep moving forward and looking up. Take some time if you need to, but keep going. We got this.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Life sure has been lifing here lately. Have an amazing rest of your day. Your day is what you make it. Choose to make it a spectacular one.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I am relentlessly pursuing my dreams.
Towards that end, beloveds, I made me a playlist that gets me so fired up I can barely stand myself!…lol.
I have inspiration, motivation and oh, my goodness, all in one place.
It helps my tired. It fills me, so I can attempt to fill others.
This time, beloveds, I am fueling up mentally/spiritually/stomachwise BEFORE I rush off to do my thangs.
Too often, I would rush off, empty, tired and drained. I would ignore the fatigue. I told myself I would get to me “later”. Somehow, busy was much too busy to allow later to help me out.
I’m making my playlist. I’m making sure to keep myself filled with peace, love and joy. I’m doing the best I can to tell fear to kick rocks.
I’ve been feeling my age this week. I’m not sure why. I feel so old. I wonder how many more days I have to fight. The fight is exhausting. Yet, I fight on. I have things to do.
Have an amazing rest of your day.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Hang in there, you got this.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
It’s amazing, beloveds, what will come, from the depths of your soul, when you take your eyes off what you may lose, and set it upon what you are determined to be, have and do!
I did not realize how much of my time I had been wasting terrifying myself with losing my apartment.
Long before the tornado, my sole focus, internally, was barely scraping by so I could keep the lights on and a roof over my head.
Growing up, we lived on the razor’s edge of enough. There was never enough food, by the end of the month.
There was never enough money to fund the dreams of 13 children.
There was never enough time for mom to give us the individual time and love we each craved from her.
We lived in a state of perpetual ‘never enough’. After a time, I felt as if I was never enough.
I began to compensate by working myself half to death.
Desperation, moved into my heart, secretly taking control of ALL of my choices.
Desperation told my dreams to pipe down. Desperation, realizing dreams could free me, from it’s grasp, set out to keep me chained in a world of disbelief.
In a way, the tornado did me a service in having revealed the true depths of my desperation.
Fear, like I have never known, revealed itself as the terrifying monster it was.
I was left with two choices: Fight for me. Or, allow fear and desperation to control the rest of my life.
I chose me. I choose me, still!
I have had many a tough days since. Lonely days. Frightening days. Frustrating days. Disappointing days.
Yet, through them all, beloveds, I have found joy. I have found peace. I have found hope. I have found self love. I have found laughter. I have found light.
I am no longer afraid of what I may lose. I am too damned busy pursuing my dreams!
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Let’s go!!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Crap.
Sheeeeeeeeeeuuit!
Ewwww!
*Cassandra looks upon decades’ worth of hollering, not listening, not being WILLING to see the other side, and rushing them to the trash heap of history*
Geeeeeeez.😯
Lessons sure are hard to learn, eh? Especially when one realizes how much of a moron one has been, over the course of time. Jimmy Crickets!
I have kicketh my behindeth, here lately. Maybe, it’s from all the studying I have been doing. I’m trying to cram a lifetime into the past few months.
Be encouraged. Keep being willing to own your uh-ohs. No fun but needed. I think I shall reward myself with a honey bun.
Have a stupendous day.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Short piece. Ow, Cassandra. 😳😁🙏
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Give this life your best shot.
You owe it to yourself.
Do your BEST!
You owe it to yourself.
Do all that you know to make things happen.
You owe it to yourself.
No one is going to give you anything. Get up and get after it.
You owe it to yourself.
You have spent enough time waiting for a hero. Be your own damned hero!
You owe it to yourself.
You owe it to your dreams.
What are you waiting for?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You owe it to yourself!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Love you.
You owe it to yourself.
Fight for you.
You owe it to yourself.
Let love in.
You owe it to yourself.
Cut yourself some slack.
You owe it to yourself.
Rest.
You owe it to yourself.
Keep the promises you have made.
You owe it to yourself.
Be willing to change your mind.
You owe it to yourself.
Be willing to be wrong.
You owe it to yourself.
Try something new.
You owe it to yourself.
Break out something old.
You owe it to yourself.
Rinse. Repeat.
You owe it to yourself.
Keep looking out for you, beloveds.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You owe it to yourself.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I have been working on listening.
This is not always easy. As it turns out, feels do NOT want to be told what to do!
Feels, more often than not, love to justify why they have ALWAYS felt the way they have felt. Feels rarely wish to take other things into account.
Worse, feels tend to feel THEIR feels are the most important. In addition, feels quite often feel the need to demand the fielty of family and friends. Without feeling the need to return the favor. Feels feeling are paramount.
I am making sure my feels don’t run me or speak for my life. Yes, I take my feels into account. They ARE important. Still, they can not be the only factor, the determining factor when interacting with others.
We must take each other’s thoughts, feelings, feedback into account and come out with an acceptable dish. We may not always like the dish but we ought have enjoyed the preparation, the camaraderie, the discourse had whilst coming up with the meal(conversation).
I wish my mom were around for a good mini argument. Kobe or Lebron? Mahomes or Allen? French Vanilla or Hazelnut.
I am in a yakking mood lately. Just looking to learn from as many cultures as I can get my hand on. I just so happened to come across a micro baker who is sharing about starting a micro bakery from home. Who knew?! I enjoy cooking…hhmmm.
Have an amazing day.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
The chef.
The diner.
Each needs the other.
One to serve his/her/their interpretation of the meal.
One to partake of the meal.
What is MORE important:
The chef’s interpretation?
The diner’s satisfaction or lack thereof?
If the diner doesn’t like it, does it negate the chef’s effort?
Doesn’t the diner have the right to their opinion? They didn’t like it. It happens.
There are a million potential reasons why that may have nothing to do with the chef.
In addition, the chef needs to take in the palette, the dietary needs, the likes/dislikes of the diner and factor these things as he prepares.
The diner is responsible for understanding there may be a lack of ingredients that are out of season. He/she/they must also factor in the type of establishment they are eating in and what kind of dishes the chef is known for.
Living with one another is a dance. We all have to be WILLING to see the viewpoint of our counterpart.
There will be times, beloveds, where we will be the chef. There are other times we are the diner.
In ALL times, we need to consider others. We are all humans who are, hopefully, trying to serve the best meal we can!
Let’s give each other the space to do and be better, shall we? I have been doing my utmost to be a safe space in as many places as I can.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: This piece really has me thinking of what all I can do to be more understanding, more resourceful, more forgiving of us all.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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