Creative Expressions: Creative Writing
Yunena is the leader for the Seattle/Des Moines Support Group.
I took a walk at early dawn years ago.
I woke up full of glee, anticipation and dreams of greater achievements.
The rays of sunshine met me at every turn.
I held my father and mother’s hands and flitted away like a sun bright yellow butterfly.
It was exciting with hope at every turn.
I met a lady.
I smiled and glided down the road.
She chased after me, a beaming smile.
I am taking you on a most intrepid trip you could ever dream of.
My name is pulmonary hypertension.
My first name is Idiopathic.
They call me IPAH for short.
You will be introduced to some doctors who will confuse you.
You cannot imagine, little one,
Life will never be the same again.
Off balance, you will almost fall dead,
Caused by those to make you whole.
Twelve inconclusive diagnoses and more to come.
All an impact to put you on a dance spin 360 degrees.
A turn by all these confused beings that will stir every emotion one can evoke in the universe.
God stepped in just as I was about to go out of control in anger.
He said, my child, there is a reason.
Choose to celebrate every moment;
Do not die before you are dead.
Life is much more than health.
The world needs a heart like yours to advocate for those who are so judged,
So underestimated and belittled by a system which is crammed with the proud and the haughty.
Here lies the path;
I said I am ready.
Go for it, Lady, He