Searching for Myself

About Ema

I am Ema. And I grew up believing that my mother died giving birth to me. Nothing more. It hurts not knowing who she really was rather than not having her around.

Questions and Reflection

Could that be the reason for not finding peace or enjoying happiness in my restless life? I have never known that but one thing I know now: I need to discover the truth about her and actually about my true-self.