There are days when I feel broken. Days when I wonder if this old me will finally give up.
I hope not.
I hope…
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I have a whole new outlook.
On life. On my life. Life grows shorter by the day. I’m doing the best I can with the days I have. I’m doing the best I can for as long as I can.
Losing is no longer scary. Winning is no longer the goal.
I simply want to be in the arena. Trying. Doing what I can. Giving all that I have. I can live with the outcome.
I have been amazed at my fight, beloveds.
I faced down a tornado. I’m still here. I fight on.
Something, deep inside, tells me I can make an impact. However small the footprint. The footprint is mine!
Keep going. Keep making an impact. You are making more of an impact than you know.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged. Look UP.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Keep putting yourself out there. 🎯🌏🧱 https://www.instagram.com/reel/DNa41C6gR1O/?igsh=ZGhvZzg1eWpjNnM2
Keep on being…YOU!
Have an amazing day.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I love you.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I used to toss my old, retired phones into a drawer. I began to collect a good amount of them.
I’m old school. I was raised to throw away nothing that can be repurposed or reused.
Don’t believe me? Ask again, after you eat a bowl of cereal 🥣 from one of my Cool Whip containers(They don’t make great ones like they used to!).
Anywho, in my humble opinion, the 📱 phones were a fantastic backup system. I keep valuable 📸 photos, 📹 videos, and thingies on each one.
One day, my niece asked me to have one. It was really, really nice. I had paid a good bit for it.
Being old school, I was technologically challenged. I had NO 💡idea that you could STILL GET ON THE INTERNET AS LONG AS YOU HAD INTERNET CONNECTION!!😱🤯
I had stopped using the 📱 phones because I didn’t have a carrier for them.
Like an idiot, I gave her said phone. She then happily utilized said 📱 phone to play around on the Internet.
OMG!!
She was smart 🧠 enough to keep this knowledge to herself until AFTER letting me know this was a possibility. Knowledge is 👑 king!
Now I know to keep all of my old phones. I have uses for them. This has taught me a great lesson. Knowledge is priceless.
If you’re feeling old, get excited. You could be repurposed also.
Have an amazing rest of your day.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You can do so much more than you give yourself credit for. Get out there and live.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Age ain’t nothing but a number, as someone said.🫸
Less than 1% of content creators are successful, financially:
YouTube = 10,000 hours of content uploaded EVERY hour. 💯
MY age = 56. Geez.🧓❤️🩹
1 day = 24 hours.
60 minutes = 1 hour.
60 seconds = 1 hour.🚨
Your dream(s) = Priceless.
Knowledge = More valuable than the stars.
The sky = Not even the sky is the limit, when it comes to what you can achieve, so long as you neva give up.🥊🎤
My weight = Okay, some things are 🔏 private.😳
Doing my best to not focus on numbers. It’s not always easy. Seeing low numbers can make one feel quite low, if one is not careful. I’m trying to be careful.
It can be hard not to feel less than, when you are doing less than what you have hoped.
I tell myself to keep trying. I tell myself this everyday. Some days, it gets old. I’m tired of taking the high, long road, at times.
Be encouraged. Everything will come out in the wash.
It’s coffee time. Who is bringing snacks?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: There is never a good day to quit. Don’t give yourself permission to. We got too many thangs to do.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Today, I feel like a big nobody. I feel as though my dreams would never happen. The more I research on the probabilities of bringing my dreams into fruition, the more discouraged I become.
Less than 1% make it. I’ve never been in that one percent.
I feel 100 years old today. I didn’t allow my sad to run today. I made my sad take out the trash. Looking around at the devastation that still remained from last year’s tornado was really depressing.
I sat in the car and jotted some notes to some pieces I wanted to write to encourage others. Normally, sitting in my car is a joyful experience. Today, it reminded me of the day right before the tornado touchdown.
It was a beautiful day that day. I had taken myself out to eat. I had sat in my car and dreamed of my future. I had no idea that my present was about to be a true nightmare.
I’ve been trying to rebuild ever since. I find myself overwhelmed today. I don’t know why.
Okay. I really do know why. I used the last of my savings to pay next month’s rent. I have no idea what I would do about September. I don’t know what life holds for me for the rest of the year. I’m trying not to allow that to scare me.
I keep telling myself to live in the present. The present seems awfully terrified right now.
I refuse to give in to the helpless feeling that I will never make it in my dreams will never come true.
I checked on the status of the last video I posted and received no views. I tried my best not to become discouraged.
I just stopped by to let you know that you are somebody to me. I hope that means something to somebody. My try is feeling awfully discouraged today. Normally, I don’t focus on the outcome. My empty bank account says I have to. My heart says not to do that. My spirit says everything will be okay.
Everything really will be okay. Everything will work out as it is meant to. We just don’t know the outcome. Not yet.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I love you.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I was feeling a bit discouraged. It seems like a year is almost over already. At first. I counted my year as a loss.
Then I reminded myself that I started my channel. I started a newsletter. I have been encouraging people every single day.
How can those things be counted as a loss?
Right now I am writing, having coffee, listening to some uplifting music and enjoying my apartment.
How can I count those things as losses?
I have been this year working on myself, getting closer to my family and friends.
How can I pronounce those things as losses?
I have been learning, in real time, that I am much more than what I have, what I own or what I do.
How can that be seen as a loss?
I have found my fight. I have learned how to be resilient. I have learned how to not allow feeling to run my life.
How can those things be considered losing?
It’s hard to see an empty bank account and not feel like a failure. I tell myself things will be okay. I say that now. I have to.
Maybe life is trying to teach me how to lose. Maybe this is how I win.
I fight on.
Keep going.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Quitting can never be an option. We got this. Keep on doing what you need to do every single day. Keep stacking those days. Make sure to enjoy your day. Even the hard parts of the day.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Applied to over 100 jobs. One was legitimate. We’ll see if I get a call back.
I went to my bank account and asked for some help. My bank account thought that was awfully funny.
I had an angry cry. I was going to shut things down for the day and feel sorry for myself.
I didn’t. I got up and made a cup of coffee. I got back to work.
Be encouraged.
I turned on some praise music awfully loud. I refuse to let despair have my day. I’m going to find a way some kind of way.
I just stopped by to encourage someone started with me. Have an amazing rest of your day.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Stay positive. Stay hopeful. Stay joyful.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
My nerves are all over the place.
Specifically, my nerves have me running to the 🚽 bathroom several times today.
My stomach has given me all kinds of what in the fresh hell is THIS, as I fight with 🧓 old, comfort, lack, 😱 fear and doubt, as I work on my new YouTube channel, Substack Newsletter, while trying to find a new job at 56.
56!
Who wants to hear from an 🧓 old lady?!
Who wants to hire an 🧓 lady???!!!
How in the name of all things do I start over again, again, at 56??!!!
I STILL do not know the difference between uploading, exporting, downloading, extracting, layering, grouping, ungrouping and all the other strange ings and hoops one has to jump through in order to produce a video.
Who knew that YOU actually have to MAKE said video?! 😳
I thought there was somewhere you could go to double-click something and a high quality video or article would magically appear for all to be astounded by.
Cut me some slack, please and thanks. I have only gotten beyond the flip 📱 phone phase five years ago.
Before that, I had to have my niece do what needed done. Forget about teaching it to me! Yikes! Egads! For both our sakes, I learned to hand her the phone, and explain how I needed this thingie to do that thing, and leave her to figure out what the world I needed.
Thankfully, my niece understood how to speak ‘old lady’. I just had to tolerate multiple sighs, eye rolls and exasperated “TTs!” in order to get the job down.
You have NO idea how I mourned when she moved away.
Who will program my phone?!
Who will get my thingies to work?!
More importantly, who will take out the trash?!!!!
Sadly, I had to learn to do things for myself. Thank goodness for Google and YouTube videos. I am married to both, seeking them out when I need to do this, that, and the other thing.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: My nerves has been all over the place. I no longer allow them to control my life. I am using them as a sign that something needs to be tended to.
I’m doing my best to grow every single day. Some days I feel like I’ve grown a lot. Some days there seems to be more weeds than plants…lol.
I’m doing what I love. I wanna keep doing that until I leave here. In the mean time, I am praying about what I can do to. Keep the roof over my head. I must admi, I’m a bit tired of doing so. This too shall pass. I hope sooner rather than later…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Life is good. Really good.
I just spent an awful night, beloveds, sleeping on disappointment.
Then, I woke up, did my research and discovered some interesting facts.
YouTube uploads 30,000 hours of content. EVERY hour.😳
My unseen ten minutes was among one of those hours.
Essentially, I am a needle in a haystack. This blog, to be fair, is also but a needle in the WordPress haystack.
So, yall are my miracles. The fact you found me, was yall stepping on my needle.🥰❤️🩹🤣🤗
I am learning to see disappointment as a friend. This appointment keeps me focused. Disappointment keeps me trying. Disappointment keeps me hungry.
It’s OK to be disappointed. Being honest with ourselves about why we are disappointed is helpful. Use your disappointment for your good.
Ask yourself why were you so disappointed? If you have tried everything you know, why is that not OK? I will be glad when I started getting some wins. In the meantime. I choose to believe my effort is a win.
This year has been filled with so many disappointments I can hardly count them. Still, I have experienced plenty of joy in the midst of them. I have laughed a lot. I have cried quite a bit. I am living in real time. Are you?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Get out there and live. Don’t let disappointment discourage you for too long. It comes with a territory.
I cannot tell you how many times I have cried, in the last few weeks. Enough to water my dreams for months….lol
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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