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.
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
Thought some folks could use extra love and care, today. I know I have needed a hug and extra care. Here. So DO me a big favor and share with all the neighbors…lol
There are a million things I either can’t do, now, or may never do again. It’s hard acknowledging that.
I am working hard to focus 💪 on what I CAN do. NOW. AT THIS time. HERE.
Now is all we have, eh.
It’s okay, beloveds, to cry over what has been lost. Yeah, it hurts. A lot.
Go ahead and grieve. Then, get up.
STOP focusing on what’s gone. The eggs 🥚 have already broken. Make an omelet and keep it moving!What are you holding back from yourself because you think you can’t do it?
Find a new way. Find YOUR way.
Being forced to limit how much I can do and say is building building me new vocabulary. I have to use autocorrect to my advantage. I choose the one hand keyboard option. Who knew there was such a thing!
I am finding new ways to do things. MY way. So what if it takes an hour to put on a pair of 👖 pants. There are now days where I can’t. On those days, I give myself the permission to struggle!
Give yourself permission to struggle your way through the blessed thing. Whew!
Focus on what you CAN do. Leave the rest alone.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: How long will you use your past mistakes as an excuse to not do the thing! Go…
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 👍?
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