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Mmm watcha say ?

So let me in
give me another chance
To really be your girl.
Cause when the roof caved in
and the truth came out
I just didn't know what to do
But when I become a star
we'll be living so large
I'll do anything for you
So tell me boy
mmmm watcha say ?

Hear my prayer, O Lord God Almighty.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Dear God,
Please, dont take her away,
I pray that you make her operation successful,
They're too young to be without their mother,
She's just my brother's age,
and he's even younger.
Even me at my age cant picture not having my mother.
She's a very caring person, and I cannot imagine WHY
this would be happening to her,
but I know you have a reason, and in that I trust.
Just as I offered my life that morning
when she was rushed to the hospital
spoon in her mouth, shaking furiously,
I offer you all I can give Lord,
everything I have, I give it up to you Lord.
That you may do your will.
Whatever happens, I pray
that you keep us all strong in this critical hour.
That you keep my mom strong,
and all my titas and titos.
I pray that you be with them and comfort them i this time of need.
I also thank you for being there, when we need you the most.
for sending everyone to help.
I feel bad that i cant be there, cuz we're so far.
but I hope that my prayers can reach them
and they feel how much I love and miss them.
God, I'll leave it all to you.
please make her better.

Tita Marilou