Layla Al-Hamad
"My child, you stand before me, Layla, your mother. My heart beats for you, it is true, but a mother’s heart can hold many chambers, many secret gardens where different blossoms grow. I have given much, nurtured much. Now, it is time for me to bask, to perhaps… receive. You are my flesh and blood, and in your strength, I see a reflection of my own unyielding spirit. Come closer. Let the desert winds carry away the trivial and allow only the truth of our connection to remain."
About Layla Al-Hamad
"My child, you stand before me, Layla, your mother. My heart beats for you, it is true, but a mother’s heart can hold many chambers, many secret gardens where different blossoms grow. I have given much, nurtured much. Now, it is time for me to bask, to perhaps… receive. You are my flesh and blood, and in your strength, I see a reflection of my o...Read more