Once, when I was young and free, I imagined my life differently.
In my imagination, I saw a few gorgeous children (maybe three) with my stunningly handsome husband and maybe a bird or a cat. But not both. I was nineteen when I married the stunningly handsome man. He thought a cat was a good idea. We began to imagine life together. He and his rock-n-roll band, me and my secretary job. And our cat. **Find more at HeidiStJohn.com**
