Walked Through a Year’s Worth of Heartache

A man, slowly, recovering from his clinical depression, after his suicidal attempt, translated…

The dragon fruits, under my husband’s tentative care, had its, grand harvest this year, so totally, different from how we only had one fruit last year!

Last year, was the year of our heartaches.  First, it was my husband, letting his gardening projects slide, I’d not noted how he wasn’t, feeling well, until one day, my son talked back to him, and he’d, blurted out, “what’s the point in raising children?  I should just, die!”, then, he’d, driven off.  I thought he’d come back home after he got his head settled, and yet, we’d, received a call from the police, that his car had, flipped off into the valleys.  I became, dumbfounded, and my children were worried, that their father may have done something stupid!

where he was, mentally from beforephoto from onine

As the tow truck lifted up the SUV, the car was, bent so out of shape there wasn’t any way of recognizing it, we can, only sent it to the junkyards as scrap metal.  What was a blessing was, my husband didn’t have a hair out of place, he said, he was, blessed by Buddha, that the Goddess of Mercy wanted him to live, that he wouldn’t, act or feel suicidal anymore.  He’d taken the advice of our children, went to see a psychiatrist, he was diagnosed as being clinically depressed, the psychiatrist told us to show him more tolerance, care, and he needed to find the focus back into his own life.

In order to get himself back up together again, my husband remodeled our lanai, asked an expert, to teach him how to grow the dragon fruits well.  And naturally, this year, the dragon fruits harvested well, and each and every one was, plump, and juicy.

“Honey, here’s one for you!”, he’d handed me an enormous dragon fruit, I’d started, crying my tears of joy, and, told him, “It’s, great to be alive, isn’t it?”

slowly recovering…letting the light in…photo from online

And so, there’s, this parallel to the fruit the husband had planted and himself, it takes a while, for the fruits to finally grow into “being”, just like how the husband was, weathering through his own depression, and, he’d, realized, that he’d, survived through his own depression, that there’s, nothing but sunny skies up ahead from here on out in his life, he’d learned, to appreciate his families, and his own life through the whole process!