One Spring Day

In the very beginning of this journey, My husband gave me hope that this marriage was still salvageable. In an attempt to heal and distract myself from the immense pain and heartbreak, I learned to focus on small things around me. One of those were the plants I had around the house.

I downloaded an app. I went around my house, my yards trying to identify the health of each plant, each tree I had. According to the app, both of my Ficus plants were sick. They had brown spots on some leaves and yellow spots on others. They were over watered and needed sunlights. So said the app.

I brought them outside to our deck, trimming off all the sickly leaves and left the healthy ones to soak in the full sun.

When I came home later that day, the remaining healthy leaves were all burnt and wilted! On one Ficus, the leaves were so burnt that I had to remove them all.

Just like my self perceived Happy Marriage, my once healthy Ficus was now just a sickly leaf-less stick figure of sort…I was trying to make my Ficus stronger and healthier; turned out I ruined all the last leaves it had.

Perhaps I was over-watering it? Or maybe I gave it too much sunlights, more than it ever needed?

I brought the Ficus back inside, to the space it belonged to all these months prior. I gave it water here and there. I let it be.

A week or two later, to my surprise, a couple of new leaves started sprouting from the “dead” Ficus.

Buddhism believes that Death is not the end of life, but the beginning of a new Life. I have witnessed that through the “re-born” of my Ficus plant.

My New Exciting Life is still ahead of me, like that of my stick figure Ficus Tree.