Adoption Day: A Story of Feelings
By Stephanie Oporto
Tonight Mochi – now known as Hubble, went to his furever home. As always, it was a bittersweet “goodbye”. This time was a new experience for me as a foster mom as I am also a stepmom in training.
I admit, I do shed tears for each cat who has been adopted in my care–but this time was different.
We didn’t have Mochi long but our Ella (8 years old) bonded quickly to him. He was super friendly and was her little buddy. She’s been a great helper, seems to truly love cats and takes a real interest in animals.
Tonight as the forever family met with Mochi, Ella had a hard time. Normally I’m the one who has the hard time. But as the family started to leave, Ella broke down and cried in my arms. It was heartbreaking to say the least. Yet somewhere in between our tears, I felt there was something positive that could come from this moment.
I have been teaching the kids what it means to foster and why I choose to do what we do. Most importantly, I stress that I am not “giving a cat away” as it may seem to young eyes. I want them to understand that we are saving them–that this is for the greater good. I hope she understands (I think she does) and I hope this teaches the kids what it means to love and care for animals on a deeper level. It is important to fully respect and protect them and see them as a life worth living and not ever as an accessory.
We talked about it and I think she feels the same way I do. There is sadness, of course, of missing them and wondering “Will he be okay?…will he be loved?…can they love him like I do?” In the end, I think it was actually good for Ella to know she can care for something and really love another.
So tonight we all cried a little, both sad and happy tears as it turns out. We love you Mochi and all the joy you will bring to your new family, their son and those who are lucky enough to meet you!