This is a true story 2008:
We bought a house back April 14, 2008. This new house was our new start to make new memories, to cherish our old memories and begin a new life. We left our old house with no regrets except that all childrens "firsts" were in that house. The only memories I have of Giavanna were in that house. I couldn’t wait to leave that house, but was driven to stay because that was all I had left of her. Our memories and love began in that house, but all our hurt was there too. The memories of "their" bedroom and where "they" were going to sleep, play and eat were in that house. The memory of coming home and seeing that empty room was in that house.... My sleepless nights were in that house. Our struggles were in that house. Our worst times were in that house, yet my husband and I survived stronger then ever TOGETHER, in that house......
We left that house...
Our new house had all the things that we wanted, but it also lacked the most important thing. Giavanna was not there. That is the only thing it doesn't have. But Gianna had her OWN room. Nothing of the sadness of "their" room. We have much more land for our girls to play on which should be for 3 to play on. It also had one thing daddy always wanted, a pond. Our backyard is beautiful. The pond is right out the kitchen window and is so relaxing to look at while I am doing up the dishes. When we moved in we were not putting fish in that pond, we wanted to get familiar with this house before we bother with fish....
Steve decided about a month after we moved in that HE wanted fish. One day we put the girls in his demo and went up to the fish store on the Oxbow. We came home that day with 5 fish. We all picked out one with the exception of another fish that we decided to bring home also. On the way home, the girls named those fish. Hannah, Montana(that was Steve’s) Miley, Cirus and Sky (that was mine.). We made one more trip up to that store one other time that summer.
Throughout the summer we went through a lot with these fish. We gained 2 babies, however one died. Weird huh? Only 2 baby fish and one survived?? We had so many issues trying to keep the pond regulated. Our original intention was to let these fish go dorment over the winter and leave them in the pond. No, they wouldn't freeze to death if the water was deep enough. Then Steve decided to get an aquarium. Boy, were we in for more money sucking, aggervating pain in the ass fun.
We lost another fish a couple days after brought them inside. See, we were supposed to wait and SLOWLY put them in the tank a few at a time over weeks. But no, Steve put them all in, 13 total, within a week. The tank never regualted itself. The fish, all Comets and 2 Koi, are very "dirty" fish. They put off so much waste. We dumped $$$$ week after week for these damn fish. Thank God for my mother, she was able to keep them alive as long as she did. Believe me that if it was up to me, they would have been dead one morning thanks to a little bit of bleach the night before. But I am not that type of person.
On December 5th, we began loosing the fish one by one... We lost a few from the time that they were put in the tank the end of October. But when I say loosing them one by one it was really like that. We lost 4 fish before we went to bed that night, one the next morning and more the next day. But the ironic thing is this....
there were only two survivors. Maybe this is one of Gods little mysteries or our daughters way of saying that Steve and I are ment to be. The only 2 fish that survived are mine and Steve's fish. I guess that no matter how bad it got in that tank (in our lives), no matter all the bad they went through (we went through), the strongest survive.
I truly believe that Steve and I are meant to be together. We truly are soup mates. We were meant to meet, date, get married and have all 4 of our daughters. There are very few people out there that have what Steve and I have. I can only hope that our girls find a man like my husband. They deserve to find their soup mates and I hope that Giavanna will assist them in finding that "soup mate." Some people search their entire lives looking for their soul mate, I have luckily found mine....
