Today, it has been ten years since the title went live. Today, it has been 4,348 days since I hugged my daughter. Beyond Breathing began on Dec 12, 2006, when I received a $100 check, along with a sympathy letter, from a friend who donated the $100 to The Cystic Fibrosis Foundation but said it …
Motivation & Perseverance
Thank you, Lourdes #NoCoincidence
Moving Forward After Moving Up
My daughter Jena moved up to heaven on Monday, December 4, 2006. I will never be ok. Everything around me now has a different meaning than it did before that exact moment in time. Ironically, now I am able to see beauty in almost everything. I also have lost the capacity to let …
Coffee and Ringtones
I'm at lunch with a girlfriend and my iPhone softly sings, "This life would kill me If I didn't have you I couldn't live without you baby I wouldn't want to If you didn't love me so much I'd never make it through 'Cause this life would kill me This life would kill me if I didn't have …
What would you say?
What would you say? During an interview, I was asked, "Name something people don't know about you and/or what do you think they do know about you." I thought that was an interesting question. It was a question I had WAY too many answers for. So I just rattled off, 'My husband is …
In need of Prayers, Thoughts, and Good vibes.
***Disclaimer: This is only a blog post. All is well in Cassalina world. I know writing those words can evoke a heartfelt response in less than 30-seconds from friends, family, and folks that really care. I am truly blessed in the love that floods my way when I am in need so I never use them …
I Ate Cake for Breakfast
In a last youthful ditch effort, I ate cake for breakfast this morning. Not any old cake but the last of the many 50th birthday cakes I've been eating in celebration of being a half-century old. And they were all gluten-free. Breakfast is normally just a 'butter' coffee until two in …
Other People’s Baggage
As I place my worn suitcase on the scale at the airline ticket counter, I’m met with a very friendly airport official. “How many bags are you checking in today?” He asked in a chipper tone. Looking at the one bag I had placed on the scale, I smirked and said, “One?” He continued, “Did you …
