My Moonlight Review

March 13, 2017Vonita 2 Comments

I watched Moonlight this morning. A beautifully made, poignant movie depicting human emotion, the good, bad and ugly. And compassion.

I cried. And I felt.

A beautiful story.

My Love

March 13, 2017Vonita 3 Comments

My love stands true
My love stands strong
My love is an anchor
To help you along

I’ll carry your burdens
I’ll reach for your hand
I’ll travel beside you
Into new lands

Getting Burnt

March 13, 2017March 13, 2017Vonita Leave a comment

I said ‘Sorry’.

For words uttered in hurt and pain and anger.

Words that have been haunting my days and nights, and dreams and nightmares.

I hate the consequences of my words.

I hate that I speak without thinking.

I hate that I cause hurt without intending.

I hate that I push instead of pull.

And most of all,

I hate that you are no longer with me

That I am alone

That I miss you

That I played with fire

And I hate that

I got burnt

More Trust

March 12, 2017Vonita 4 Comments

If the world be taken from me
And all I have is dust
I will pray on my knees
I will pray for more trust

To know you are my father
And I am your child
You will never forsake me
I’ll never run wild

I will pray for more joy
I will pray for more love
I will pray for your grace
And more trust from above

Giving Advice

March 12, 2017Vonita 5 Comments

It’s so easy to have an opinion, and give advice on someone else’s life. People are generally filled with wisdom. I am filled with wisdom over my own life.

I know exactly what I should be doing, and how I should be doing it. What I should and should not be focusing on. What I should be feeling.

But hearts are rebellious. They follow their own set of rules. They want what they want, when they want it, and they generally want it right now.

I know I should not be jealous. Or envious. Or desire things I shouldn’t. Focus on things that are good and right and helpful.

And knowing all of these things makes it no easier to put into practice.

Random

March 12, 2017March 12, 2017Vonita 11 Comments

So apparently, according to my teenage, and soon-to-be teenage offspring, their mother is generally weird, and does random things. Like dancing at a concert. And chatting to the stranger next to her. And taking selfies with both hands. Who does that? And she says random things. In general. Nice to see my kids both in mutual agreement over something.

And they haven’t even read their mother’s blog, or anything she writes in order to confirm their view. (And please may they never).

Yeah. Random. That would sum up their mother in one word, I would say.