When I Miss My Mother, I Hug Myself
“It’s been ten years since my mother left this world, but not a single day has passed when I haven’t felt her presence. In moments of pain, joy, and everything in between, I still look for her voice, her hug, her words. This is my story—a daughter’s endless longing, quiet strength, and the embrace I still feel when I hug myself, just like she told me to.”