You never made a sound, but your absence is deafening

For fourteen years, Maja moved through our lives like a whisper — soft, steady, and always there. She didn’t demand much. A quiet window. A warm lap. A slow blink that said, “I trust you.”

But it’s only now, in the silence she left behind, that we realize how loud her love really was. Her absence is everywhere. In the empty sill. In the untouched blanket. In the stillness that once held her breath.

She never meowed for attention, never cried for more. But oh, how she gave — with every brush of her fur and every gentle look that told us we were hers.

We miss you, Maja. Fiercely. Quietly. Completely. 💔

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