Sheyla
I was very young and one day returning from school I found a very small cat in the street. From that moment we had many adventures for 17 long years. I often carried the little cat with me in my bag and also in my car. Everyone knew her.
I still remember when, with a lot of effort, she managed to get on my bed and before falling asleep forever, she looked at me for the last time with her beautiful blue eyes. Her name was Sheyla and she was my best friend.
I buried her in the garden of the my house and right there, after about a year, a wonderful plant was born that made a beautiful PINK flower.
Even today, every year it blooms again, right in Spring .
I'm sure it's her essence that transforms.