Katie Hart Smith

As a whippoorwill calls out from one of the nearly century-old pine trees in the backyard, I smile, take pause, sip my tall cup of coffee – strong and black, no sugar – and continue my walk in the garden and a talk with God.

Katie Hart Smith

“The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit.” ~ Proverbs 18:21.
My husband, Jeff, and I visited my parents in New Hope, Pennsylvania last month. Early one Saturday morning, we went shopping with Mom. During our transaction with the sales clerk, Mom asked me a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question. I responded, “Yes, ma’am.”

Katie Hart Smith

At 3:59pm on Tuesday, June 12, 2017, my husband, Jeff – a captain at the Lawrenceville Police Department - called the house. Sirens wail in the background.

Katie Hart Smith

When I was in my mid-twenties and practicing clinical nursing on a medical-surgical unit at Egleston Children’s Hospital, I provided care to a very ill little girl. She was about two years old and had a myriad of life-threatening issues that plagued her.

Katie Hart Smith

In honor of Father’s Day, I wanted to share with you some funny “Porch Time with Daddy” stories that our family howls over, year after year. After every mini snippet, conclude the story with my dad’s favorite go-to phrase, “That’s what you would have done, right?”