My Faith, Jehovah my strength

I was in the darkness
I was out in the cold
Seemed nothing could heal this
This hole in my soul
You reached out your arms to me
Held out your heart to me
Pulled me back from the edge
Thought I reached the end.

When I was drowning
When I was so confused
You you you pulled me through
I was in the shadows
Lost, nothing left to lose.
You, you, you pulled me through.

You gave my faith back
Faith was so hard to find
You gave me my life back
You were my lifeline
The love that you gave me
Is love that has saved me
Your strength is what made me strong
You held me and I held on

When I was drowning
When I was so confused
You oh you you pulled me through
I was in the shadows
Lost, nothing left to lose.
You, you, you pulled me through.

Out of the dark
Into your arms
Into the light
Your love saved my life

When I was drowning
When I was so confused
You, ooh you, you (pulled me through)
(When I was drowning) when I was drowning
I was so confused (when I was confused)
Yea you ooh you yea you you pulled me through
(You pulled me through, you) you, you pulled me through.

If you're wondering Summer never sent a photo of Tony. Not that I expected her to, she's evil for heaven sakes. It's not in her to do right, not even a little bit right. After all look at what she did to Tony. Evil people are just that way. Look at my sister. I begged for 4 years for her to send me a photo by email even. I mean it's nothing off her back, it's an email and she get's to keep the original. You see, my sister was always the photographer of the family. It was her hobby. After 4 years of begging on the answering machine (she screens her calls) she finally sent a couple but not without me trading them for current photos of my kids, invites to their wedding (to which of course she never attended or told my other sister or brother about), important info on the family (I do ancestor research on our family). But then something happened. I heard from my nephew a story they told him about how my son past away that was so far from the truth I sent her an email. I wrote that her information was wrong and that if she wanted the truth why won't she come out of hiding and ask me? "Come out of hiding" because in 11 years she has yet to answer the phone, even when I told her our mother was very ill, in and out of the hospital. Then no more photos. Heartless. I'd love to see these photos she holds onto. It gives her a sense of power I guess.
I just know I miss my baby's smile, in all the stages of his life. Even of my other children.
I don't understand it. I would never do this to another soul who has had such a tremendous loss.
I pray every night to God to help me forgive these people. It eats me up inside how evil people can be, especially those closest to you. I have to pray this way because when I go to God in prayer how do I expect to ask to be forgiven, right?! Then I pray for God to handle it for me and in due time He will. Only thing is patience. I have to let him do His thing.

"Through the years and the distance your image remains
LIke the first day I saw you, you'll never be changed
As a token you left me your picture" Gloria Estefan