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  • The Patterson Family #6

    If she had to think of how to describe the last two weeks in the Patterson home Celia could only think of one word. … awkward.  Continue reading

  • The Adventures of Smokey the Cat #4

    I am trying really hard to stay positive but I have to be honest with you: this sore foot is really getting to me.  It is still too sore to walk on and you can just imagine how that has… Continue reading

  • The Patterson Family #5

    “All right, Ethan, you may open the door.”  Celia shifted William in her arms and painted a smile on her face.  The smile faltered a little as the door opened and she found her eyes traveling up. Continue reading

  • The Adventures of Smokey the Cat #3

    I write this article from the comfort of my Lazy-pants (the Father has a Lazy-boy so I decided that these snow pants a careless child has so thoughtfully left out for me could be easily called a Lazy-pants) . I have… Continue reading

  • The Adventures of Smokey the Cat #1&2

    It was a blustery and cold day.  And by cold I mean bone chilling cold.  The kind of day I am just so glad God gave me such warm fur.  Continue reading

  • The Patterson Family #4

    The sound of the ringing phone filled her with dread.  In all of her life, the phone ringing at 3:40 a.m. was never good news.  Continue reading

  • The Patterson Family #3

    Celia flopped herself down on the couch.  She laid her head back and sighed deeply.  She had not imagined that taking care of three children could be the most emotionally and physically draining job in the world.  The past week… Continue reading

  • The Patterson Family #2

    Celia didn’t let on that she was scared.  As the taxi dropped her off at 54 Willowbrook Ave., she was just finishing up her pep talk to herself.  “Really, how terrible could it be?” Continue reading

  • The Patterson Family #1

    He didn’t look like anything she expected. The ad in the paper had been short and to the point, but they always are. Continue reading

  • Who Gets to Choose?

    “Move along!”  Steam flooded the platform as a voice cut through the din.  “Last call for the Henry Express!”  Henry checked his pocket watch and shook his head.  The train was already two minutes behind schedule. Operating a train company… Continue reading