To give a little more background to that pic:
My mother got cancer and died the day after my 17th birthday. This was the last thing I drew within probable 6 months of her dying. After showing it too her, she really made me believe I could have a future doing it. So that is probably why I kept it all these years. Also a big reason I didn't draw for sooo long was because of depression / figuring life out.
My original major right out of college was art. This is probably 18 months after her death. The first week of art school there was an assignment to draw a fruit basket on a table. I thought I did a great job. We put up all our work and the class would critique each persons work. I couldn't take the constructive criticism at the time and quit. Now, I have really thick skin and would welcome constructive criticism.
However, in a way quitting art school put me on the path I'm on now and wouldn't change much about that.