Tag: lifestyle

I refuse.

I refuse.

I refuse to be:

Defined by a stroke. By a stroke or by luck, a stroke found it’s way to me. I didn’t ask. Still, it found me. Yet, I refuse to allow it to define who I am now. I refuse to let it define what I shall be.

I refuse to be:

Diminished by what happened TO me. I didn’t ask. Still, it came for me. Still, and, yet, I refuse to allow it take what I plan to be.

I refuse to be:

Beaten by what happened to me. I didn’t ask. Still, it came for me. Thay said, I refuse to let it take the best of me.

Beloveds, don’t you DARE allow anything or anyone define who you are, what you can do, or how your life turns out to be!

We can do  ALL things THROUGH CHRIST who strengthens me. AND, YOU, should you lean on and trust Him. I got you.  Even you non believers   ESPECIALLY you.

Be encouraged. We got this.  I love you and so does He!

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:❤🥰🤗🙏

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

You are STILL you!

You are STILL you!

Nuff Said!

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are STILL you, beloveds. You SHALL conquer all that seems against you, just now. Hang in there. I know, I know, hard appears to have moved in permanently!

Better days are before us. We just have to hold on to our faith,  joy and ❤️ love for dear life. Be encouraged!

You are STILL you! Remember that!

Today was hard. Yesterday was harder. Don’t even ask about the day before that one. Whew

Still, God got me AND you. Hard was so hard I HAD to laugh. I cried uncle and dived undet welcoming covers.

Ah, beloveds, keep moving FORWARD! Keep looking 👀 UP!!

The best is yet to come. HAVE FAITH! STAND TEN TOES DOWN ON JOY! Tell hard HA! and keep it moving. I love ❤️ you!



One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Your 👣 footprints shall never be forgotten.

Be encouraged, beloveds, aa your footsteps SHALL leave their mark. For, you are:

Unforgettable.

Remarkable.

Incredible.

You sell yourself much too short.  In fact, you give yourself too little credit.

Your ending has yet to be written.  Your best is yet to come!!

Rise. Walk, confidently. Step,  boldly. Looking neither to the right, or to your left. This life is not for timid souls!

Your 👣 footprints shall never be forgotten,beloveds. Go, now, priceless ones. I and He goes with and before you!!

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!

Not fine, God said to me.

God: How are you doing

Me: I’m fine.

God: You are not fine.

Me: I’m okay,  really.

God: You are not fine.

Me: See, I’m pulling myself up by the 👢 bootstrap.

God: You are not fine.

Me: I’m sucking it up Buttercup.

God: You are not fine.

Me: I’ve been faking it til I make it.

God: You are not fine.

Me: I’ve been telling my act right to get more act right.

God: You are not fine.

Me: You’re right. I am not fine.

God: Who said you have to be fine  ALL the time?

Me: Me, I suppose.

God: How about leaving your 👢 bootstrap to Me and give yourself permission to actually feel how you’ve been feeling, lately. I am here for ALL your feelings.  And, beloved, that’s okay, okay?

Me:

I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me.

fine/sorta/kinda,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Give yourself permission to feel how you truly feel. It’s okay to NOT be okay until you are okay.

I find myself missing my twin. 57 years is a long time to have shared a life with…*sigh*. She would have called me and something ridiculous to make me smile. Well, crap!

Allow yourself space to process. Life is but a series of consecutive moments which adds up to a lifetime. Make EVERY moment count.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I could.

I could:

Scream.

Cry AND scream

Scream, cry and scream until…

Whew!

I try not to use the word frustrated. I tell myself this or that is challenging.

DAMMIT, I want to ADMIT to being  FRUSTRATED, ALREADY!!

My fingers, on my good hand, is acting a fool.

My back hurts!

I have five damn dollars in my savings account!

I’m broke and my back hurts 😫

Thank goodness that God gives us permission to feel how we feel.

I’m frustrated. Whew, that feels better. Think I’ll go watch some Netflix and chill…lol.  For those who knows what that means,  get your minds put of the gutter…hahaha!

Be encouraged. Let your heart ❤️ out of your hiding place. I love you

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Hang in there.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Sending you love, today.

Have a marvelous day and remember how precious you are.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

God lets me BE a mess.

I sure do appreciate that God gives me full permission to:

Act a complete fool.

Do ridiculously DUMB things.

Show my hind end.

Say things instead of getting some shut the heck up.

He covers me. He gives me room to:

Breathe.

Move.

Learn.

Create.

I’m a mess. More often than I’d like.

Thankfully, beloved, He loves ❤️ me…still and always. It’s okay to be  a mess sometimes. How else do we learn!?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:We ARE all mess, ain’t we…hehe

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Stop giving yourself an out!

Yesterday was hard. The day before that was a complete disaster! No one could understand me. I could not form a complete thought.

In frustration, I utilized my ” phone a friend option and 📞 called a friend.

I cried. I cried some more. She listened. She didn’t offer to make the call for me. I chose to give myself permission to put hard down for the rest of the day and try again the next day.

Next day, I tried again. It took  a thousand calls and a year’s worth of aggravation but I got the job done.

Then, I did not want to get up, get dressed, and get outside for walking. It was 🔥 hot. Already! Still, I got up, got dressed, and kept it moving. My Physical Therapist offered to let me only do one lap

I did NOT take the out. In fact, beloveds, for punishment, I made myself walk farther!

I told myself that I would NOT give myself an out. I chose to try.  I had no idea how much I could do. I ended up walking almost 950 feet

For me, those 950 feet may as well have been ten miles. Whew. As I walked I was cheered on by a neighbor was on a walk of her own

I didn’t feel disabled. For the first time, beloved, I felt 👍 👌 like me.

Legally, I am now classified as disabled.

Yet, I AM able. I am capable. I am ready. I am more than a conqueror!

We must hold ourselves accountable. Stop giving yourself an out! There are no excuses.  There are no victims here. Choose to try. Give it your 👌 best effort,  okay 👍?

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: We got this.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Its okay not to know.

I don’t know much. I don’t know how.  I don’t know when. I don’t know where. I don’t know where. I don’t know much much anymore. And, beloveds, that’s okay. For now…*sigh*.

I’m doing my level best to stay positive. I’m playing the ” good girl “. Crap!

Sure wish that I could:

Pitch a fit.

Scream.

Scream some more.  I dare not. Instead  I…*sigh

Run.

I don’t know what to do to with the me I used to be.

Can anyone tell me? It’s okay not to know. Be encouraged.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: 🤨😳⏳

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I don’t know what to do to with the me I used to be.

Crap

CRAP.

CRAP!!

I don’t know what to do to with the me I used to be.  Where has she gone?  Will she ever return?

I don’t know what to do to with the me I used to be. What can I do with her now?

Ah, God, I don’t know what to do to with the me I used to be. Can You tell me?

Who am I now? What worth do I have now

I don’t know who I am?  I have no idea where I belong. I have  to start all over again .

Crap

CRAP.

CRAP!!

I don’t know what to do to with the me I used to be.

asking for A Friend,
Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note:😥🙏 Can I get a witness?

Who feels as lost as I  do? Not so much lost as…?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!