Wanting to play God

The new owners to Hope and Tank came this weekend to adopt. On Friday Hope's new owner Bernie came. He was really nice. I had Mitch and Trish be present because if it were up to me I would see all the negative qualities in Bernie and refuse to give Hope to him. I found myself wanting to play God -- I do not want the kittens to fear nor ever experience any discomfort. Uh huh . . .

Bernie was very polite, he reminded me a lot of Mitch. I cried after he left, my heart hurt so bad. Saturday morning I heard so many great things that God wanted me to hear. The speaker shared that he cannot have hope if he has fear. Whoa, what truth. I had so much fear that I lacked to trust God. I did my part as God's helper, now, I need to let go.

Tank's owner came on Saturday. This experience was much easier by this time. I have received emails from them both -- both kittens are doing great! This has been such a blessed experience, and I am so grateful to have the physical and emotional support of Mitch and Trish.

Thank you God.

134 Days sober
10 days abstinent

Jan, Tank's new mommy, sent me some pics.