The Five Year Apartment

My dad had a new job and we lived in a top floor apartment. The apartment had three bedrooms and it was always warm. We all had our own rooms. My sister and I had the two side rooms with walk-in closets and then my parents had a room. Our cat Smokey pretty much lived behind the couch making appearances once and a while. It was a nice apartment. Until downstairs neighbors came into the picture. We were kids, what did you expect? "Don't run! We live down here!!" "What are there elephants up there??"*ring* "Tell your dumb kids to be quiet!" It was an ongoing battle for a while. Then 1997 rolled around. We were greeted in July by my new baby brother! I asked God for my baby brother cause my sister never liked to play with me. She would introduce me to her friends as "The alien left with her family." Needless to say I had no friends. I didn't like that very much so I was lonely. One year and 2 months later I got a second brother. Two baby brothers!! In time the 3 of us would become very close friends. By 1999, Mom and Dad realized the apartment was getting too small and Dad didn't want to work that job forever. He had finished his pastoral degree and was called to ministry. We moved out of the apartment and back in with His mom. We lived with Grandma(Grandpa had passed) for almost 10 months in Grandma's big house. Then Dad received the call to his first (and last) church. So we again picked up and moved Upstate New York to Danville, Pennsylvania.