I’ve been so pathetic about the miscarriage that I was finding reasons and faults on how it happened. Now flashbacks. I ate pineapples for 2 nights straight. Could I blame my indulgence on this acidic fruit that killed the embryo?
Well, if you must know my depression only lasted for 3 days. During this so-like-ala-ala-dying-days all I did was cry. When the fourth day arrived, I realized that I was bubbly again. I came out with new ideas on how to flourish the backyard so Wes and I went to nurseries. I bought myself a lemon tree and a tahitian lime tree. The following day we got more trees such as mandarin and kamquats. You can say that I buried my sorrow beneath the trunks alongside with the sheep poo mixture that fertilizes the soil. I also managed to google a few more nurseries that sells more citrus trees and a large range of japanese cherry blossoms. I think it’s gonna look pretty good in our backyard when it’s all done.
Since one of our living area is still empty, we’ve placed an order for custom-made ottomans and a large shaggy 3mx3m rug to fill in the area. It should be ready by the 3rd week of July. I’m excited.
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Nice to hear that..