This was a fun challenge! A lot more words than I am used to sharing 590 total! When Maddie was born, my mom gave me a set of three plants. They were green, beautiful and doomed. I am not good with plants on a good day. With a newborn a toddler & a seven-year-old I had my hands full and the poor plants could not remind me that they were thirsty. One of the plants died off pretty quickly, but the other two held on for quite a while. They would start to look sad and I would remember to water them, and they would perk up and this continued for a couple of years until the second one died. Now the kids were bigger, and I tried harder to keep the final living plant, a fern of some sort, alive. I gave it new dirt and a new pot and tried to be more diligent about watering it regularly. I kept it alive, but it never looked like a healthy happy plant. When we decided to move to Florida with only the belongings we could fit in our car the plant went to live with my mom until we came back to get the rest of our stuff out of storage. When I talked to my mom, I would occasionally ask how the plant was doing and she would always respond that it was alive and well. I was downright shocked when we came back and saw how huge and beautiful my fern was under my mom’s care. It was amazing! I had no idea it could be so big and bushy! We took it back to Florida and I doubled down on trying to keep it as happy as it was with my mom. While I was not quite as successful, it did look better than the last time it had been under my care. We did discover that the cats really enjoyed snacking on the little leaves. We had to get creative finding a location for the plant that was out of reach of the cats and still could soak up some sun. When we moved to Idaho the plant made the move without any incidents and it started thriving in its new location. Until we moved into our house. Finding a happy spot for it was a big challenge. The cats are sneaky and persistent and really crave fern leaves apparently. At one point it almost looked like a couple of green sticks because the cats had devoured almost all the leaves. At this point, Matt decided to take over care of the plant. He started putting it outside in the morning and bringing it in before bed and it started to thrive again. Until the cats discovered the plant outside and started eating it again. Honestly, they are fed regularly, and I try to keep a few pots of cat grass around the house for them. Stinkers. We found a spot outside to let the plant soak up the sun where the cats could not get to it and it was happy again. Then winter set in and it was too cold to put the plant outside. It is actually doing pretty good even though it is a little smaller than it was in the summer. I have gotten better about keeping plants alive and now have several around the house. It never fails to amaze me that this little fern has been through so much and after eighteen hard years is still alive and thriving. We all call it the Maddie plant and try to keep an eye on it now.