I say a little prayer for you. . . .

why is it so hard to move on and to let go?

it always pains me whenever i remember those little things

little things . . . those little things that should have been done to me and not to anybody else.

i would be a hypocrite if i will say that i never thought of fighting back.
Oh i do think of it a lot of times.

Sweet revenge, i've been really longing to do just that. . . . . just to get even.

But that is not the way i was brought-up, and that is not what i was teaching my children.

Conflicts, guilt, morals, religion, they all left me crying and wondring if life is fair.

Were the things done to me, really for me? Or was it done to me to cover up something that were done to others?

But i believe in my faith.
"Dont do to others what you dont want them to do unto you"

and whenever it pains me remembering those little things,
i say a little prayer for you and for you and for you

...for my healing
...for our healing
...for your conversion
...and for your conversion

i believe in my faith and i have my faith in you