In the spirit of sharing (not to win), here is my story, although I started my post 3 times and deleted it…
The past 4 years have been a nightmare for me, hitting an all time low, which involved a broken back (drunk driver) which led to CRPS (the most painful syndrome in medicine), and a very unexpected divorce after a midlife crisis completely changed my husband of 32 years, who blitzkrieged me by draining me financially and leaving me for a 24yo. Then I moved to a state where I knew no one, was all alone (except for my daughters), aka no support system. I’m normally a pretty happy person, but this level of betrayal did me in, and I became deeply depressed, and then had an unexpected stroke and a heart surgery to correct the hole in my heart that caused the stroke.
But while I was a pool of misery, a few women in a garden group that I had literally only met once, stepped up and helped me - they took me to UPenn for the surgeries and were my support system even though they didn’t even know me.
Throughout my life, gardening has always been my true joy and source of peace. And as I was rehabbing, I found my joy again.
But here I was at the bottom of the pile, the receiver, not the giver, who I have always been my entire life, and that is a very enlightening place to be, because you realize who your true friends are, and what genuine kindness and generosity look like.
I thought I didn’t like figs, since I don’t like fig newtons, but then I tasted my first fresh fig, and my taste buds exploded in my mouth, and all I could say was, “WOW, omg, WOW!! Seriously, wow!”
Real eloquent, huh?
But it wasn’t just the taste, the more I learned about figs, the more interested I became.
And I love learning about all the different varieties, the different ways people grow and propagate them, the whole thing is interesting, and frankly quite unique in the plant world. And frustratingly contrarian to everything else I have learned in gardening.
But that wasn’t all of it. The thing that really surprised me is the people.
I found that “most” of the fig people I come across are men (and a few awesome women), are usually analytical thinkers, are good people, and are a wee bit on the introverted side, and can talk about figs pretty much nearly any time, lol. And bam, just like that I found my people!