After almost dying and being in the ICU for thirty-seven days, ten of them in a coma, fifty days total in the hospital, I started writing a journal. I couldnt talk well and had to go to speech therapy. I couldnt walk and went to physical therapy. I couldnt write and had to retrain myself by writing in my journal. My muscles in my body felt useless, and I had to start over. I was determined to get back 100 percent especially after I found out that the doctors wanted to pull the plug on me several times. As I started writing, I couldnt read a word, but I kept at it, determined to win my battle. I practiced over and over to get better. I started to write down what was in my heart. It was a way to recuperate. I was supposed to die, but God wanted me to live for some reason. As I wrote in my journals, my experiences stated coming out as poems. I started sharing my poems to hurting people. Many doors opened as I shared my experiences. I hope you will enjoy my healing adventure through my poetry.