One of mine is so loving that she hugs me. Outright crawls up me, front legs on both sides of neck, and snuggles the side of my face while purring up a storm. She also sleeps at my feet every night. She knows when I'm going to bed, weaves around my feet, follows me to the bathroom, stays as I complete my nighttime routine washing my face and such, cuddles a bit when I get in bed (sometimes she tries to get under the covers with me), then curls up at my feet. She's right there in the morning when I wake too. I've had her since the moment she was born. I guess, to her, I've always been "mommy".
Reminds me of one of the kittens I rescued from the flood of 1993. Her name was Bugsy, and I cared for her for 3 months before she died from feline leukemia.