Yall going to have to forgive me, beloved. My Kuerig and Sleep are currently fighting, LOUDLY I might add, for my attention.
I am trying my level best to ignore the first and embrace the second. Seems like someone, not saying no names, decided she just HAD to share some priceless moments at 5 damn o clock and have gotten this will she or won’t she wake all the way up war…
*pout*
So, since I was woken, figured I would pester, er, see what folks have been up to whilst I have been recovering from another Thanos finger snap. Fresh hell. Now, THAT too early in the day to ramble on about.
*Cassandra makes note to ramble about Thanos snapping his damned fingers again! Fresh hell…oppps…*
So, I had a wonderfully funny, thoughtful, inspiring, uplifting post to write but my brain apparently has decided to go with Sleep and is currently waiting for me beneath some delish looking covers…hhm..
Brb…😴
Someone do me a favor and say something wonderfully funny, uplifting, thoughtful, inspiring and encouraging to someone in need. Life is short. Let’s love one another, s we?
Starting, with ourselves. Moving on, to love our fellow man. Including and especially those whom you think may deserve it the least. Yes, they need love the most.
We just never know what someone is going through. Too many folks bleeding to death, in plain sight, in silence, wondering if they will ever be loved, if they are lovable.
They, are.
As, are you.
As, am I.
Love, someone.
Love, many someones.
Today.
TODAY!!
Beginning, with you.
Moving on, to me.
Reaching out, to as many as your heart can hold.
Go.
Go, beloveds!
Hurry.
Someone may be giving up. Don’t let them. Don’t YOU give up.
Not, yet.
Not, now.
Not, ever.
Hhmmmm…
Seems like Sleep has won. Someone get the light on your way out…
Me: Sis, you know I work today and have to be up in a few hours.
Wombie: I don’t care.
Me: *rambles nonsensical nonsense for half an hour while fighting not to wake up while waking up while fighting not to wake up.
Wombie: *rambling about whatever in the fresh hell a wombie rambles about at five a damned clock in the morning knowing her twin has to work in a few hours.
Wombie: Okay, I guess you can go to sleep now since you have to work in a few hours.
Me: How am I supposed to sleep now that you have woken me up?
Wombie: I sowwy. Do the best you can. 🤷♀️. Drink extra coffee. Goodnight.
Dial tone: She said tell you goodbye 🤷♀️
😳!
🥰!
Gnite, beloveds. Just up long enough to tell you to enjoy each and every moment. We know not how many we have. Yea, I could beaned my wombie but enjoyed our hour and a half yak. HOUR AND A HALF!? 6:30!
*gasp*
*Cassandra dives back under her covers of solitude*
Be encouraged. Life is good even when it’s hard, impossible and all in between. In case no one has told you yet:
You are SEEN. You are LOVED. You are DEEPLY CARED FOR.
Even though folks and life were not good to you, then.
Don’t use their then, to cause you to be bad to you, to your, now.
Be good to your now, now.
Don’t wait until tomorrow, or until others, are good to you, now.
Right now, in your now, be good to you.
Dare not dismiss you, now, because others dismissed you, then.
That was THEIR problem, THEIR sorrow, not meant for you to borrow and take into your today.
Be good to you, now. No matter what happened, way back when.
Back then, they knew you not. And, now, is ALL that you have got. Do yourself a favor, beloved…
Be good to you, now.
being good to me,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: It can be so easy, can’t it, to dismiss ourselves, our hopes, our dreams because we have felt the dismissal of others? The very reason I am on here, tonight, is in hopes of letting folk know to be good to themselves NO MATTER WHAT!
The world will have it’s way, then we shall have our say. What will your say be? Let it be one where you let yourself know how very much you matter.
I just needed to take a moment to thank You, for being my second set of hands.
Life can be such a metaphor, at times,can’t it? Sitting here, clumsily trying to ply together, tape and metal and plastic.
Losing. Losing. Losing. Wondering, where was my help. Wondering, where were you, I began to think on all the ways, here lately, that You have been my second set of hands.
You were My Hands, really, when mom passed away. Clumsily, noisily, unsuccessfully, I tried, again and again, to stitch together a heart that was now in a billion pieces.
God, You were there, through so many frustrating moments, through so many lonely moments, through so many broken moments.
Each time, God, You encouraged me to keep on trying. You stayed close enough to act as a second set of hands, but only when and as needed.
Thank You, God, for believing in me. Believing in me enough to allow me to dig, to fight, to grow, to show, myself, the world, that I COULD make it.
And, when I couldn’t, or thought I shouldn’t, You were there. My Second Set Of Hands. Breaking open for me only in case of emergencies…*smile*.
I wanted tater tots, today. Have not had any in years.
Rushed to the freezer and took out the package of tater tots I have been saving for a special occasion.
What was special about today? Absolutely nothing.
Tore into the bag, dump a bunch of frozen, delish looking tater tots into the pan,slap them into the cooler, set the timer and wait for halfway, so I could turn over them delish snacks and have some tasty, crispy tater tots!!
YYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAASSSSSS!
*foreboding, foreshadowing music could be heard coming closer and closer*
At halfway’s end, I rush to turn over the delish tater tots. Except, however, nevertheless, said tater tots did not feel like turning over.
We, argued.
Loudly.
Vehemently.
Indignantly.
Alas, it appears the tater tots had won. For, there they lay, in a triumphant heap, taunting me, daring me to affix them into the tasty, golden, cylindrical potatoes spears they ought be.
I tried.
Indignantly.
Vehemently.
Loudly.
Finally, bowing in defeat, I looked at those dammned, mashed up, non cylindrical potatoes. Partially golden, and had but one thought…
They are STILL potatoes!
Ha!
Armed, with truth and ketchup, I devoured the ugly sitting in one sitting.
Ah.
Tasty.
Moral of the story, this story, beloveds?
When life hands you mashed up tater tots, slather them puppies with ketchup and have at it.
It’s STILL potatoes, you see. Yea, I currently am typing these words whilst wearing tore up glasses. Yet, I write. STILL.
As for tomorrow, I shall make an appointment to get some new glasses. Til then, my belly is full.
My glasses finally went ahead and gave up the ghost, today. Broken in too many places for just one set of hands to hold and repair, at once.
Alas, I need a second set of hands, to help me tape up broken glasses long in need of replacement.
I feel like these glasses, today:
Broken.
Old.
In need, of a second set of hands to help repair what has been broken for a long time.
I have a need, needs, in fact, that I can no longer repair, on my own.
When I was young, I had to wear broken glasses, to school. Yea, you know how cruel kids can be…*sigh*.
Tonight, as I struggle to tape up these damned glasses, I feel like that young girl:
Embarrassed.
Alone.
I think of that young girl, and tell her not to get down on herself. I tell her that she is priceless, no matter the brokenness of her eyewear.
I tell her that she will be okay.
I look upon myself, through bleary, teary eyes and tell myself not to get down on myself. I tell myself that I am priceless, broken glasses notwithstanding.
I ask God and Life, for another set of hands. I wonder what Their answer might be.
Some days, beloveds, you just have to declare a thing.
For those not into Marvel Movies, I shall have to take a moment to explain what I mean. In the meantime, what the hell the matter with yall?!!!😱…*gasp*.
Not to give out spoilers but Thanos was the mightiest, the baddest, the what the fresh hell is this villain in the entire universe.
Long story short, if he was able to gather 6 Infinity Stones, he would be able to snap his finger and get rid of half of all living people, creatures and things.
Longer story made shorter, Thanos got the stones, dammit, snapped his damned fingers, and POOF, mom and half the entire world was gone.
Okay, mom died in 2016 but she may well have been half the entire universe. She was my universe, anyway.
After Thanos, snapped his fingers, and caused half the world to disappear, with no warning, the other half was left reeling, wandering, wondering, wth, wtf, what in the fresh hell were the rest of all to DO WITH THE REST OF THEIR LIVES?!!😱😱
Which leads me to today, this writing, these words.
For 6 years, I have been fighting to find the other half:
Of, me.
Of, life.
Of, peace.
Of, laughter.
Of, what matters.
There are simply times, beloveds, when life, when the world has seemingly, cruelly, finally, irrevocably, snapped it’s fingers and wiped away half, if not all of what mattered to you the most.
There are many, many, many things I have been forced to learn, AFTER the snap. Things, I am still learning.
This may seem strange, but I no longer fear the snap, when it comes, still, from time to time, to snatch away something I held dear.
With each snap, I found:
My, voice.
My, resolve.
My, true feelings.
My, hidden feelings.
I also found the things that were holding me back:
My, fears.
My, pride.
My, stubborn perceptions.
My, I can do this all by myself cape.
My, walls.
Yea, beloveds, each loss became my gain. I was beginning to see, to meet, to fight for…me!
YYYAAAAAAAASSSS!
Not today, Thanos! You did NOT defeat me, today.
Spoiler alert, non Marvel Universe fans…smh…what is WRONG WITH YALL?!…*gasp*: The Avengers, that being Ironman, was able to get the stones back, was able to snap HIS fingers, and avenged the world, taking Thanos and his minions with him.
Morale of the story, beloveds?
When Thanos, when life, when circumstances, snaps its fingers and snatches half of your world…
Stand, fast.
Keep, fighting.
Keep, believing.
As, when the dust clears, what will be left is…YOU!
You shall recover. You shall make it. You shall be the better for having lived through, fought through, fought with Thanos and won.
In the interim, tell fear, tell despair, tell discouragement…
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