danettejett's Journal

"A Reflection of Me" 

 I look into the mirror, and what do I see.

I am not quite sure, but I dont feel like me.

My spirit yearns to dance, laugh, and be free,

Yet my exhausted body and mind have control over me.

My being is consumed with no free will,

I cant choose what I want, for I am too ill.  

The passion and drive that I once possessed,

Has been sweep away and replaced with bedrest.

Was it not enough to loose my strength and health,

I must loose it all, my security, friends, and wealth. 

Our lifes become shattered, which way do we turn,

Our days are unpredictable, that is what we learn.

We wake up and relize we are in a battle everyday,

We are forced to fight, we cant escape or run away. 

The enemy invades and poisons our body and minds,

We are peirced with its painful arrows from behind.

As I  drag my lifeless, tired body out of the bed,  

I look in the mirror but I dont know whats ahead.

I  put on my courageous armour to face the day,

I ask God to help me endure the suffering along the way.

This deliberating illness has control over my life,

It can not steal my peace and joy, even with the strife.

For I will not grow weary in doing good,

I will fight a good fight of faith like I should.

No chronic illness will bring me completely down.

When I look in the mirror, I will not frown.

I may not be the same person I used to be.

With this new life I do struggle with my identity.

Have I forgotten what its like to live and be symptom free?

To have a life of abundance and good will following me.

To feel normal and healthy is something of the past.

My recollection of it is like a good dream that didnt last.

When I look in the mirror, what do I see.

Someone who is trying to be the best they can be.

For the old me died a long time ago when my body failed,

The new me has awakened and by faith we all can prevail.

Written by:  Danette Jett

November 24, 2008

Dedicated to my dear friends who suffer with CFIDS/ME, and Fibromyagia.