My neighbor dropped off some pictures of Felix. She took a couple of me holding him on my front steps three days before he died. They are so sweet. She also gave me a nice card. That was very thoughtful of her.
I am hoping to be strong, today and not cry. I was having such a tough time with blame and guilt. I know it was god's plan, but it was somewhat cruel how he did take him and I was angry about that. I felt like he was punishing me for my sins. Obsurd, I am sure it sounds. And if you knew the whole story you would understand. I understand more about why god does what he does or allows what he does and it is okay to be mad at him as long as it strengthens your relationship and we trust him.
