Mom, hold me by the hood!

"Mom, hold me by the hood" is not just a request. It is a child's fear of being lost.

It is trust, filled to the brim. It is a look from below, full of hope: "You're nearby, right?"

Sometimes childhood is not spent in comfort, but among cold treatment. Not with gifts, but with loss. Not with mom, but with her photograph.

But even on the hardest day, there is someone ready to lend a hand. Who will quietly say: "I'm here".

Who will hold you by the hood – in the literal and most important sense. Every story in this book is about light.

About people who arrived on time. About those who did not walk past, who became a support, a guide.

About kindness that does not shout, but saves. This book is for those who believe: a bright future is possible even in the darkness.

Happiness comes when someone supports you – quietly, simply, by the hood.