I brought this shirt with me when I came to Canada as part of my clothes. It was one of my mother’s favourite shirts. Now, that my mom has passed away, I keep it because it is as if a part of my mother was still here with me. And some days when I feel empty, sad and lonely I wear this piece of white cloth because it feels like a touch from my Mother. And when I feel that touch she remains part of me forever. My mother was a lovely woman.