We need each other.
I got you.
Have me back.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Life is short. Love someone. Starting with you.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Pieces.
Separate.
Equal.
Needed.
We are all pieces. Pieces to this puzzle called life. Each needed. All necessary.
The puzzle can’t be completed without me. Without you.
Where are you? Where have you been? Where are you going? You are needed.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We need one another…*sigh*.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
I just now, JUST NOW, beloveds, came to an astonishing truth/conclusion:
I have written since mom passed away 2016.
Not really. Not the stories I used to. Not the poems/songs I used to.
I didn’t even realize it until just now. When mom died, God told me to write. To write about it. About her.
For many years, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. I didn’t. It’s the one rebellion I definitely kept from God. I wasn’t ready. My dreams went in that casket with her.
Since my friend challenged me to keep my pieces at one minute, and get straight to the point, the writer in me woke up.
I found myself jotting down phrases. Short bursts of feeling found their way onto the pages of my heart.
I found myself speaking to myself, as well as to others. I am calling forth myself. Where has she been hiding all this time?
I don’t know what to make of this development. I shall sit with it a while. I shall see where these words will lead me.
Ah, God, what do I do with me now?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I don’t even know what I am trying to say or who these words are for. You know who you are.
Keep moving forward. Keep discovering those parts of you that hid during times of immense grief and hardship.
Spring is here. It’s time for old dreams to breathe and live again. Rise. We got thangs to do.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Together, we stand!
I REFUSE to live in a world of darkness where hating my neighbor is profitable, preferred and prophesied about. LIES!
Shine your light.
Be a light.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We are all be challenged in this hour. What say you? Evil thrives when good men do nothing, as the old saying goes.
If one of us suffers, we ALL suffer.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
We win together.
We can conquer the darkness together.
We can do mighty things.
Together.
Or, we can collectively turn our backs and watch the world burn down. Together.
Not on my watch!
Who is with me?
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 could kick myself.
Truly.
I added days, DAYS I’M TELLIN’ YA, to my illness, simply because I had not stocked up on the right medicine.
I told myself to reorder things. I got busy. Was too busy doing thangs. Smh.
Sure enough, illness knocked, kicked me in the face, and perused the near empty medicine cabinet.
I had just enough to be dangerous. Nothing that would clear up the cough, the congestion and barely touched on the fever. When I looked at the cost of what was needed, I balked. Dummy me.
It only took two extra days of flames erasing my brain for me to holler uncle, aunt and all other entities as I ordered meds suitable for dealing with congestion and cough.
Who knew?! Relief soon followed. Yes, I still feel like paint scrapings. But, I am on the mend. For those wondering how the world I know what paint scrapings feel like, just trust your sis.
I know there is some inspiration in here, somewhere, but I am honestly too tired of coughing to remember.
Someone well please pass out some wonderful pearls of wisdom for us all, okay?
In the meantime, have a wonderful day. This day is as YOU make it. What are you turning your day into?
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 sing this song to YOU, beloveds, as I think of you and pray for your life.
I sing, with gusto, asking for The Universe to bring tons of love into your life. I ask that your heart be filled with peace, love, hope and joy.
Listen and receive the care meant and sent for you today.
Be encouraged. Enjoy the rest of your awesome day. If it doesn’t feel awesome, shift your perception. You are still here. You have the opportunity to start again. And again.
Live NOW. LOVE now. Love you some you.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: The ONLY thing that can stop you is YOU.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Love wins.
Shine your light.
Be a light.
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 wasn’t willing to let this flu/cold stop me from uplifting folk for another second.
Be encouraged.
Don’t let go, beloveds!
We CAN.
We WILL!
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note:
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.
THIS time.
THIS place.
THIS struggle.
THIS face.
With YOUR voice.
With YOUR race.
In YOUR skin.
With YOUR love.
With YOUR try.
With YOUR resilience.
Now, beloveds, get up, get out there and reclaim YOUR time.
The government does NOT own your peace. Society does NOT own your want to. Those around you do NOT own your agency.
This life is what WE make it. I am making my present glorious. I am preparing a fantastic future. I am leaving the past where it lies.
Don’t fall for the okie doke. You were built for this.
Don’t be dismayed. Don’t be discouraged. Enjoy your moments. All of them.
Love one another. Get in your me time. Put your energy into making things happen in and for your life.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Uh, oh! I feel my Let’s go getting ret to go!!!!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
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