Today, I’d like to open my heart about Nathan because he needs your prayers, but before I share about his heart, let me show you inside my mommy-heart. Continue reading
Author: Laura Lee Bonde
“Decisions Matter”
the weakness
of indecision
leads
to missed
opportunities
you know
the ones that knock
on your door
over and over
and when you
finally decide
to open it
opportunity’s
walked away
so you go back
inside
wishing you’d acted
quicker
constantly turning around
to see
what you’d missed
instead of looking
for more opportunities
learn to make decisions
then don’t change
your mind
“Maskbook”
never feeling the weather
behind the scene
never seeing the tears
behind the selfie
never hearing the argument
behind the pose
never tasting the food
behind the picture
never quite knowing
what’s “really” going on
yes Facebook
might’ve gotten it wrong
but people’ve become used
to what’s in front of them
forgetting that looks
can be deceiving
Our First Date Night
Last night, we went on our first date. They say a picture’s worth a thousand words, but about this date night…I’ll just give you the pictures.
There’s a story behind these flags.
Back in February, I’d had a bunch of recycling on my balcony that needed to be taken in, but I didn’t “want” to do it, so it just sat there, until I met “Peaches.” Continue reading
Holding Back Means Holding In
[This one was written on Monday, July 24th. Pictures’re at the end.]
Yesterday at church, as I danced with God, amazing things went on inside of me that’ll I try to capture with words. Continue reading
Community Breaks Down Walls
[Written on July 22nd. Normally, I’m better at keeping up with my website, but the day before I wrote this (so Thursday, 7/21/16), we “finally” got a dining room table, so Friday, Saturday, and Sunday were late-night game nights, and the lack of sleep threw me off, so today, I’m catching up with you (or allowing you to catch up with me).]
Walls…they’re good for supporting a home, protecting, and dividing, but they’re also good for separating. Continue reading
“Trapped”
my definition
is having
hope
of never
getting
out
“A Sad Goodbeye”
there’s a life I lived
just me and the kids
a life we loved
and can never go back to
there wasn’t much room
but we always saw each other
cramped but comfortable
smiling
goofing around
laughing
something we thought
we’d never lose
until I gave it away
now here we are
together
yet separated
my son far away
my life now with my ex
one who always seemed
to fit in visits
doesn’t fit in life
opposite
doesn’t laugh
rarely talks
consumed by self
and then us
one of the hardest things
is to make laughter
out of sadness
to make hope
out of a life they hate
watching them without smiles
without laughter
without “us”
it’s not about what “I’ve” done
it’s about a choice I made
with my heart
not realizing
what it’d cost
well
the high price’s been paid
now in debt
I stay aware
of what can be done
of what can be changed
of who might be released
I have the choice
to send my kids back
to live with their dad
and find new life
or I have the choice
to keep them here
and create a life
they’ll never enjoy
I know “never”‘s a heavy word
but if you were here…
if you knew…
if you saw…
you’d never disagree
one of the hardest things
to let go of
is a life you’ve loved
but will never have again
why do we always see
what isn’t there
why is always
too late
in my defense
I really thought
we’d love this
how was I to know
reality
would differ
from visits
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 