I keep reminding my age of this. I keep reminding my try of this.
I can.
I want to.
I will.
Some kind of way.
What shall YOU do, beloveds?
You can, you know?
Try. Just try.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Everything around me tells me all is hopeless. Ha, I reply back! I can. I can do something. The something may be small. Yet, ONE spark can π₯ burn down a forest!
Use your spark to change things. Starting with you. Today may be the day the world opens itself for you. In the meantime, open yourself to all life has to offer.
The best is yet to come for us. Wait for it. Be patient. Be joyful. Life is as we are making it. I am making my days glorious. How about you?
Because, at some point in my life, I was one of them. I was each of them. So were you.
I am here.
here as best as I can be, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Too often folk will only be there for folk who have fallen as they have. Folk tend to only tend to those who sin as they do, live as they do, do as they do.
What a world this would be if we all chose to be there. No matter what. I am doing my best to do my best. I am praying that others join me.
These are a couple pictures of what used to be my yard. These are the more tame ones. It took more than six weeks before the neighborhood had internet. Before the πͺ, you could have never seen the row of houses as they were obscured by trees and fences.
They have replaced quite a few fences and replanting/repairing what trees they can. It still looks like a hellscape everywhere.
I’m trying my best to look towards the future. It’s not easy with so much damaged present in my view…*tiny pout*.
I tell myself things are being rebuilt. I tell myself that I am being rebuilt. There are days when I believe that’s a load of craaaaaaaaappp! There are days when I would dearly love to tell them to stop all that damndable π hammering already!!
Then, there are just days…
Today is one of THOSE days, beloveds. A day where I don’t give two hoots about why everything looks and feels like a hellscape. Today just feels like walking through a never-ending hell of a day. I am tired of them. I am tired.
Still, I fight on. I have to. I HAVE TO. So do you.
Be encouraged. Things ARE being restored. Let’s not worry about the why today. Let’s just be grateful that we are still here. Let’s be thankful of all that remains. Let us remain hopeful and joyful as the new trees shall shelter us with their soothing shade.
Your storm will NOT be the π end of you. You have too many thangs to do, remember? Let’s do some thangs.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: There are days when it is really difficult inspiring the masses when earth π movers are continually changing what used to be familiar. I tell you what I am currently telling myself in real time…