In reverse alphabetical order:
Peanut Butter (aka Peanut, Butters, PB): Adopted in October of 2017 at the age of 8. Lived with his former family until the family fell on hard times and he was surrendered back to the shelter. Fierce snuggler, the best kind. Will only drink water if it's in the bathroom. Such a good kitty --we are smitten with him.
Marty: The older of my kids. 21. Very private and self-contained, with a wicked sense of humor and a heart as big as the Universe. The kid is a ROCKER. They (desired pronouns) are non-binary and still like me about
Jane: The younger of my daughters, nineteen-years-old. Knows no small battles. Knows no small joys. Is an amazingly talented writer/illustrator and future Empress of the World. NOT A PLEASER. Poised to take over the world if we would just get the heck out of her way. Find her first and second (published) books on Amazon under the name Jane Conquest. Freshman at The University of Redlands.
And then there's me.
Barb: Psychotherapist, writer, and occasional yoga instructor, 54. Divorced. Breast cancer thriver. Huge-hearted, well-socialized introvert. Suffers from
extreme phone phobia (I will call you back NEVER at some point but still prefer texting.) Considers herself a grateful observer, a recovering perfectionist, and spiritual. Capable of creativity under pressure. Loves her children more than life itself. Grew up to be a therapist and would rather be doing counseling than just about anything.