Meena

Meena was more than my cat — she was my best friend, my muse and my constant companion. When I brought her home from the Humane Society Silicon Valley she hopped out of the carrier, unbothered, as if this had been her home all along. Meena filled my life with joy and unwavering presence. She was a cat of few words but her aura spoke for her. She had a gift for knowing when I needed comfort and I knew the exact moment before she'd ask for a treat.

She never growled, hissed, or bit — instead she gave me trust, loyalty, and an unspoken bond. Even as illness crept in unseen she stayed close to me. She embodied absolute gentleness and resilience at the same time. Her final days were tragic even though we did what seemed best. She away passed in my arms, hearing over and over how deeply she was loved. I miss her every day. F*** cancer.

My baby will live on in my heart, in the stories I tell and in the work she continues to inspire.

Love you always, Eena Ma.