Cobblestone Path: Goodbye Dave

I have been blessed with a very busy family and a very busy career. My husband, Dave, and I have five children.

I am a Professional Wedding and Event Coordinator, with my own business, and my husband has been in the Audio/Visual field for over 20 years. We have two wiener dogs, Winston Churchill and Theodore Roosevelt, a bird; Beebe, and a fish; Dave.

We live in a Victorian home that was built in the early 1800's in a charming, historic, and quaint river town on the beautiful St. Croix River on the Minnesota/Wisconsin border. Our days are filled gently swaying on the front porch swing, relaxing by the river with the kids, listening to the bell of the passing trolley car, and cobblestone paths. Uneven and not always easy to walk on paths, but yet so beautiful and intriguing. Paths that lead gently anywhere you may or may not want to go. Each in a different direction with different sights and experiences yet to unfold.

Our cobblestone path brings us to many beautiful places that bring us great joy and happiness and also some challenging places that require great strength and perseverance to pass by. We walk with God who guides us in the right direction, takes our hand when we stumble, and picks us up when we fall.

We are thrilled you have joined us here in this place where we can share our journey down the cobblestone path and look forward to walking it with you.

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Goodbye Dave

Dave (the fish) had a really hard day today.

This morning he was still looking awful. I did some reading on what could be going on with him and I felt a bit "enlightened". I went and bought him some antibiotics. I came home and measured out how much to put in his amount of water.

I needed to go to Head Start after that to take some photos for the DVD I am working on. I was gone for about 2 hours and when I got home I thought Dave looked a bit better. He swam to the top of his bowl to greet me.

I was working the rest of the day in my office and came out and checked on him about every 30 minutes. About 3:30 he started to look really bad again. He continued to decline.

It was a very helpless feeling not being able to do anything for him. He was really struggling.

Dave died at 6:31 p.m.

I will have a little "service" for him tomorrow.

We will miss him.