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We are not.

In the darkness, we see
our true light.

We know our fears for they come to us through instinct.

We know our thoughts as they invade our still minds, relentless.

And in this quiet, we feel what rumbles deep inside, in the crevices of the heart.

In this space, this empty space, we are who we are. We come with challenges, inadequacies, doubt.

We come with rage and torment, a shattered complex.

But we are not finished.
We are not broken; irreparably damaged.

We are not.

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HEY NASHVILLE! Meet Cassie!

I may be little but I am… LOVEABLE! Belly rub anyone?

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Well, hello. My name is Cassandra but those around me call me Cassie. I suppose that name suits me well enough, don’t you? Here’s a fun tip about my name:

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In Greek mythology, Cassandra was the daughter of King Priam and Queen Hecuba of Troy. She had the gift of prophecy but the curse that her prophecies would never be believed.

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So seeing as I have the gift of prophecy (lol)… I “prophesy” that I will be adopted by someone awesome because I’m also awesome, too! Here’s a little bit about me:

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Click Here to Meet Cassie!
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Book Review: I Owe You One (Sohpie Kinsella)

Fixie Farr lives within a dynamic family: Family First as the family motto goes.

Mum is as peaceful and loving as they come. She’s the supermom that you could only ever dream to become.

Dad was bigger than life before he passed away, leaving an empty hole and an empty chair at the dinner table. He was the man in charge in their family business (Farr’s) but when he passed, Mum worked her tail off to keep it thriving.

Jake, big brother, is a posh, temperamental achiever who strives for bigger, better, more.

Power. Profit. Potential.

With the power and money to go big, he constantly undermines Fixie at every turn and makes changes to the store and to their lives that could potentially bring them under.

Nicole, the yoga guru, the animal personality wizard and one terrified of things such as her marriage and the coffee maker. Ambitious and flaky, you love her and hate her. She isn’t the perfect older sister but she’s there and there’s hope in that.

In a family such as this, when does the line blur between putting family first and putting yourself last?

Fixie the fixer has a flaw. She can’t but fix things and most the times it ends up going south. Ever since she was ten, she was madly in love with a boy named Ryan Chalker. He was a star, bound for Hollywood, bound to make waves and watch the world follow behind. Naturally, he and Jake became the best of friends and waves turned into tsunamis and in her eyes, Fixie could never compare. She was a failure. She failed at skating, she failed at her own catering business, she fails to see the flaws in Ryan and she keeps her head down with the family business.

I draw breath, telling myself that this time I’ll do it; this time I’ll really have my say. But as I look up at Jake’s intimidating face, it happens again. My nerve collapses. The ravens have started flapping around me.

Enter Sebastian Marlowe. Founder and CEO of ESIM (Ethical Sense Investment Management). He has woodland eyes and the cure for the ravens but when they meet in unexpected circumstances, they later wish life could be reversed.

You can’t go back in time and do life a different way. That’s not how it works.

When Fixie’s world comes crumbling down, she doesn’t have the strength to carry on. Where Sebastian was once a stronghold, he is no longer and Fixie is left to fend for herself. Family First.

But when does Family First cross a line? And why should Fixie always come last?

I gave this book 3 stars (3.5 stars but I didn’t feel like I should round this one up to 4 stars). It wasn’t a bad book but it wasn’t a 4-star book either. It was funny, cute and quirky. I was willing to stay up late finishing it but once done, realized I would have rather had my sleep and finished the next day. I wouldn’t recommend it per se but I do feel like it would be a great beach read; something you fly through quickly.

I got frustrated a lot at Fixie because of the allowances she gave other people, especially her brother. The brow-beatings she got on a constant basis were annoying and you really just wanted to smack them all. Mum disappears for a long time and you truly feel the absence (which I’m sure is intentional but it feels very obvious that she needed to be out of the plot to make it work). The ending was tied up quickly with a nice little bow but at least it left you happy.


Thank you to NetGalley, to Random House Publishing Group and to Sophie Kinsella for the Advanced Copy in exchange for an honest review. Looking forward to future books!

(You can find more reviews on my Goodreads page and my Instagram page)

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Book Review: Beasts of Extraordinary Circumstance (Ruth Emmie Lang)

Beasts of Extraordinary Circumstance

Beasts of Extraordinary Circumstance by Ruth Emmie Lang

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I looked over at Weylyn, who was still leaning out the window, blinking heavily as rain ran into his eyes. A bitter smile crossed his face, as if he knew I was watching him; as if he were answering the question that was on the tip of my tongue: Did you do this?



It all started in Holbrook, Michigan (1968) when little baby Weylyn Grey made his way into the world. It was June 29th and with his first breath came a snow storm. In just a few minutes, six inches or more had fallen and the world was changed forever.

The child turned one eye on me, then opened the other like a backward wink. His irises were molten pools of solder that had not yet set, and for a moment I thought I could see a fire behind them, keeping them liquid.

Weylyn Grey was orphaned at a young age and raised by wolves. Through extraordinary circumstances, he meets the lovely Mary Penlore and unknowingly changes the course of their lives forever. Through many trials and many unexplainable storms later, he lives many lives and meets many people. He becomes the happy owner of a magical horned pig named Merlin. Together they stop tornadoes, hurricanes and occasionally a rainstorm or two (though you won’t ever find Weylyn taking credit).

Weylyn quickly realizes the dangers he brings upon those close to him and decides it best to seclude himself, to run back to the wolves. He tried to make the best of life, tried to love but when that love came crashing down in yet another (deadly) pile of snow, he vanishes. Anyone who knew him could tell you, reader, that you hope he reappears. You hope you do not have to go through life without a Weylyn Grey in the midst of it.

As he bent down and scratched her behind the ears like she was a harmless dog, I felt a sadness more acute than anything I’d ever felt before. Weylyn Grey didn’t belong in my world. He belonged in theirs, and there was nothing I could say to convince him otherwise.

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Thank you Ruth Emmie Lang, for Weylyn. Thank you for opening your mind and creating a character so real, so loveable as Weylyn that it breaks your heart knowing he’s not real.

I don’t know. I’m beginning to think maybe he is… somewhere. He’s too incredible not to be. ♥️

If you have not yet picked up this book, you really really should. It’s magical and you will never forget Weylyn or many of the others in this beautiful story.

PHOTO CREDIT: @lifeinlit (instagram)

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Hi. I am Me.

I am gentle and I am kind.

My heart is the size of the deepest ocean.

My mind runs swiftly through the fields of tenderness.

My body aches to work the labors of giving.

My soul stretches to the depths only joy can survive.

Yet you do not see me.

You think I am argumentative. You think I’m bossy. 

You see anger.

You see emotion as large as a whale, wanting to swallow you whole.

You see a selfish person, looking out for themself.

You see a shallow, ungrateful soul.

You see someone who doesn’t care about the people most important to me… which, my friend, is you.

Maybe these are not what you see but these are what you show me.

Is it that you really don’t see me? 

Or am I the product of misinformation?

My emotions ran unruly for so many years… but that is not me.

Do you see the person inside?

Or could I be a mirror that holds your own projection…

and when you think you see me? It is.. indeed.. you?

But I am Me.

Hello.


A Quick Note

Thank you for reading my words from the heart! This is about knowing your true self and sometimes it can be a challenge when someone doesn’t see that (or when it feels that way). It is important to be sure to communicate clearly the real you, to always show grace and love and patience to others who, too, are damaged. It is important to not keep these feelings hidden but to have conversations with others about how you feel.

After all, aren’t we all guilty of not seeing someone’s true self? What we’re seeing isn’t always who someone is. Emotions tend to be a byproduct of something deeper.

So love always. Give grace endlessly.

Thank you, Lovelies. ❤

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SPOTLIGHT: My Fave 5 Coffee Shops (Nashville, TN)

The more I have been blogging, the more I have ventured out of my house and sought the comfort of a cozy Nashville coffeehouse (and let’s be honest… it also allows me to be with other humans beside my 2-year-old and fur babies)

I have many that I like but here are my top 5 favorites!



Want Coffee? Read On!
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Meet Uno. Super Uno!

I’m faster than a speeding turtle! More potty trained than a locomotive! Able to topple small trash cans in a single bound (okay, I’m trying not to do this one so much…)!

– Agape Animal Rescue

Hey all!

I’m sure you’re wondering what pup this is and why I’m blogging about him. Wellll… to keep it short: I’m a professional pet blogger by day and I wrote a piece on what to do for shelter pets for the holidays. One of my things was to use your profession to help so that is what I’m doing!

I have partnered up with Agape Animal Rescue to help spread the word each week about pups needing to be adopted or heck – even fostered! And lovelies, I would REALLY appreciate your help on this. If you feel it is right for you, could you possibly share these sweet angels on FB or IG, twitter or whatever place you fancy. If you don’t want to share my blog but want to share Agape’s actual link then here’s two:

Uno’s link: https://www.agaperescue.org/dogs-for-adoption/uno/

Agape’s Dog page: https://www.agaperescue.org/adopt/dogs-for-adoption/


Uno here with his buddy, TN Titans Logan Ryan

Quick Tips about Uno:

Breed: Pug/Hound
Weight: about 44 lbs
Male/Female: male
Age: 10 beautiful years old and DESERVING of a forever home!!!

A few notes about him:

– potty trained
– crate trained
– Great with kids, dogs and cats
PS: he has a sidekick at the shelter so if you could adopt him too? That would be amazing! He prefers to have another dog along side him… he’ll be super Uno happiest

Want to Donate to them?

 https://www.agaperescue.org/donate/

Your Turn!

Please spread the word about Super Uno today if you can but otherwise, thank you SO much for taking your time to read this post. Agape and I really greatly appreciate it!

Thank you, Lovelies!


Pictures credited to: Harmony Designs Photography here in Nashville

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Book Review: An Anonymous Girl (Greer Hendricks & Sarah Pekkanen)

“The title of the project is entered on the blank screen of the computer: The Temptation of Infidelity: A Case Study.

The hypothesis: Thomas is an unrepentant adulterer.
There is only one subject: My husband.
There is only one variable: You.

Jessica, please don’t fail this test. It would be a pity to lose you.”

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Jessica – known to friends and family as Jess – is a girl who swims in a world of regret. The shadows of her past, her lies, her secrets, they haunt her. Days go by where she is void of any memories of what she did and then something reminds her, bringing her to the brink of collapse.

Jess is no stranger to the struggle of providing for herself in New York. She works as a freelance makeup artist for BeautyBuzz and barely scrapes by. That is until she learns of Dr. Shields’ study. She isn’t invited in but that doesn’t stop her. She finds a way in, as she always does. The study pays a substantial amount of money. A study on morality, how hard could that be? Jess has the opportunity to make a quick $500 easy but at what cost to her and her family? Little does she know that her cracked and warped world is about to twist in unimaginable ways.

“Sometimes a simple gift is actually a vessel utilized to issue a warning shot.” 

What Did I Think? Keep Reading!
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For You, Grandpa.

” And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree

There will be an answer, let it be

For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be”

Rest easy, Grandpa. Be free, be perfect. Sing your heart out in Heaven and rejoice till we meet again…

Always there to make you smile. Now maybe you can share that smile with my kiddos in Heaven, eh Grandpa? Hug them tight for me and chase them all around!

On January 11, 2019, at 11:55 am (Central Time. 10:55am AZ time) my amazing, crazy grandpa (James Saunders) left this broken world to be with our perfect, loving Father in Heaven. So grateful God was more stubborn than the king of stubborn. If you knew how many times my Grandpa skirted on the edge of death (can you say coded 4 times?!), you’d know the battle God fought to keep this man alive to work on his heart more and more. (Ironic bc it was the heart in his body that kept trying to fail him.)

Thankful my mom who was able to be there in Arizona to hold his hand as he left this broken world to step into a world so peaceful and pure. To fully know Christ, to be perfect in every way, to feel love like never before. Sing your heart out, Grandpa. Sing in the choir of angels and hold a spot for me till we meet again. Oh how I’m going to miss you…

He loved going boating with us on Saguaro Lake, AZ

Love in Action. That was us.

Here is a letter I wrote for Grandpa to be read at his funeral this past Thursday as I was, sadly, not able to go…

It was pretty much love at first sight with us wasn’t it? Ever since I was little, I knew I could come running to you, crying and letting you know just how awful mom and dad were for punishing me when I was bad. You were always there to rescue me with open arms. You made it clear to me where my place was with you which was always high priority. I always felt so loved and so accepted. You made me feel like a princess and that I was someone so important and special to you. I will never forget that and will always be so grateful. 

Coming out and visiting you with Eric and then later when Jackson was born was always the highlight of my year. I would look forward to it for months and it would break my heart every time I went home. I think my record was crying for at least a half hour straight after I left as you were always so close to my heart. You always had and always will have a section of my heart and more than anything, I cannot wait to see you again in Heaven where I know you’ll be waiting.

Thank you for all the memories, all the love. Thank you for teaching me how to drive a sports car on curvy roads (a lesson I still practice), thank you for the most incredible horseback ride of my life, for way way too many karaoke nights but most of all, for being you, as absolutely crazy as you are. I love you. Till we meet again. 

Funny but no. Definitely no one else like you – haha!

Grandpa with baby Jackson (then: 4 months old)

Thank you, Lovelies.

And thank you for your service to this country, Grandpa.