My mother, Efrat, was and still is- the center of my life. When I got pregnant with my daughter, it was clear to me that my only wish was for my mom to have the chance to see her, to touch her.
In July 2024, Ellie was born. My mom got to enjoy her for four and a half months. every Wednesday she would come to see her, and when she couldn’t, she would call from morning till night just to watch her on video.
My mom passed away in May 2025 after an 18-year battle with cancer. From the moment it happened, I knew I would commemorate her every single day, that I would tell Ellie about her and describe who she was, so she would understand how amazing she was, someone truly to look up to.
My first idea was to write a children’s book that captures just a small glimpse of who she was. Ellie already knows the book by heart and calls her “Tata.”
