BACK TO MY HEALING PLACE: When the heart shattered, the Garden held me

Hello, my dear hive gardeners here at @gardenhive! I was really occupied lately, so I didn’t write much about my garden updates here. I had to deal with the father of my son’s return after 2 years of vanishing, only to hurt me more. (I recently wrote about this in @Motherhood Community) When he first left us without a goodbye, my garden helped a lot in my healing process. And now that he broke my heart once again, still, I find comfort in my plants.

June and July have been graced with balanced rain and sunshine, so what we planted last month is starting to bear fruit this July. One of these is our bitter gourd, which we locally call ‘ampalaya’.

The last time I posted here about these bitter gourds was when their flowers were just budding. But this time, they are yielding much fruit, and we have already harvested more than five times. This variety is really good since the fruit is juicy and not so bitter. I love sautéing it with egg. We also make bitter gourd salad.

Our cucumbers on this side are blooming with small fruits coming out. We are expecting good harvests in the first week of August. Cucumbers love wet season since they need lots of water. The rainy June and July lightened our watering tasks.

These chili peppers are the ultimate survivors after the root rot attack. I was really disappointed after these bacteria killed almost half of our chili plants. We needed to uproot them to avoid contamination.

These Sponge gourds on this side of the garden are really a lifesaver. They have been there for almost a year, and they are remaining alive and thriving. They also bear much fruit every week.

It’s been a while since I last visited my garden, and I missed doing this routine again. This has been and will always be my healing place – my garden. I am thankful to my mother and father for taking care of them while I was away attending to my personal struggles. And now I’m going back to find solace and comfort again in their bosom. I was really tired of hurting, I was really tired of crying, and it’s so comforting to know that my plants are always there, quietly waiting for me, with open leaves, ready to help me heal again.

(This article was originally made by me and all the photos attached are mine.)