Hands down: The Runaway Bunny
Maybe it’s because I was adopted. Maybe it’s because I was a kid who just wanted to feel safe. Whatever the reason, I had this book on repeat and I had a mom who was willing to read it.
My absolute favorite element of this book was trying to find the mother rabbit in the pictures. Where the baby is on a boat, the mother is the wind. Now that I’ve lost my mom, I think of this picture often when I think of her. She may not be physically present, but her influence is still strong.