When 2 hearts and 8 paws saved my life

It's been almost 6 years since my father passed away. I was so sad and depressed, and didn't quite know what to do. Later that month, I saw a Facebook post about 2 cats, sisters, needing a new home. Something about that photo struck a cord, deep inside me. Black cats get a bad wrap, but when I met them, I immediately fell in love, and never questioned they were meant to be mine. I've never owned cats before, and didn't know what I was in for. Dogs, sure, but never cats. I asked my friends who had cats, and they were so supportive with tips and best practices. I brought these 2 girls home, and by the 2nd night in my home, they were purring up against me, and sleeping on my bed. It's been the best love I've ever known. If anyone is to be in my life, they must love my girls, and my girls must love them. They are my world, and I hope I am theirs. I may have rescued them, but in truth, they ABSOLUTELY rescued me. They gave me unconditional love when I needed it most, and I would go to the ends of the Earth for them. Welcome to my place, the Liz Carlton, a "4 Paw" resort.
Bakersfield, CA