"Side by side, hand in hand,
the city becomes our tundra."
In the middle of a busy city, a mom bundles her daughter into her parka. They pass gleaming buildings and traffic jams, concrete and cranes. And yet, even here, far from the Arctic, the little girl's laughter sparkles like the northern lights. Her tiny sealskin boots carry the memory of hands from home who lovingly sewed them. The warmth of her kunik, an Inuit kiss, carries home the message that no matter where they are, they are Inuit.
This beautiful love letter from a mother to daughter reminds readers that connection to home can be found no matter where you are.