Our Dragon

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I wrote this quickly right now, and I am kinda exhausted and have a bit of a

migraine, but I wanted to share. Ok, you don't have to like it at all.

Seriously wrote it in about 10 minutes. Take care everyone.

Our Dragon

8-21-06

By Zoe (my pen name)

We all remember the cute little dragon from the Disney movie Mulan. He was

adorable, and with Eddie playing his voice, he was hilarious. And it

is this dragon that I began to see in my life…but this dragon following me

around isn’t a Disney character as I at times see it to be. Instead it is a

lot scarier, and in ways I couldn’t see or imagine. I had forgotten who it

really was…is.

I forgot the pain, and not just the physical. I forgot the loss. Life lost.

Dreams lost. Abilities lost. Families and friends lost. Almost everything

imaginable lost. I forgot about the heart ripped form your chest, replaced

with anger, frustration, and brick-red sadness cast under a dark shadow. All

this from a dragon. Can you imagine?

I know the evils The Dagon produces, creates, and yet I was still ignorant

to the thoughts and feelings of members of my family. How could I let that

happen? How could I assume?

I asked members of this family if they could make The Dragon disappear,

would they? Somehow, to my surprise, there were a few who responded with a

loud, resounding, YES PLEASE! How did I not see that coming? How could I

allow myself to forget their pain, their unlimited limitations, and loss?

I forgot so quickly how young I am, thinking I was more mature because this

Dragon was forced into my life, but not in comparison to these amazing

people. They have endured far more than my young mind can imagine and know

truths of this disease I have yet to experience.

We call our disease The Dragon, because it hides in the cave until it

breathes fire on us, causing a flare. The problem is that The Dragon attacks

everyone differently. For some The Dragon rarely comes out. For others it is

there every second of the day, destroying them in any way it possibly

can…and I actually let myself forget that for a few minutes, and it hurts.

It hurts that I sugar-coated one of the hardest things anyone could go

through. It hurts because they hurt. And I have to agree with them, there

are days I would slay The Dragon in a heart-beat, even if it has made me a

stronger person. I just can’t bear to see what it does to others.

This Dragon isn’t just about me and how it affects/effects me…it is about

how it affects/effects thousands of people. And then there are all the other

evils in this world attacking millions. How could I sit back and encourage

them to see the softer side of Stills Disease? Who am I? I should be wanting

to take as much of their pain and loss away as I possibly can, especially

because I am Christian. I should be fighting the good fight, defeating evil

in all its forms. And though for me personally I don’t see The Dragon as

evil, I see the cute Disney version, possibly as my own way of dealing with

it, for others it is evil, and that is all that matters. This isn’t my

Dragon; it is our Dragon.

In His Strength,

, CA

www.freewebs.com/faithfights

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