My daughter Nola was born six days later than what the doctor had told me — a nine lb baby. I was weighing 125 lbs for the last two months of the pregnancy. After her birth my weight was down to 100 lbs, as she was gaining weight, I was losing it (during the pregnancy).
I feel her father doted more on her than her brother. She was forever smiling. The whole day she would follow me around. As she grew up she brought sunshine, and laughter to our home.
She made us proud of her academics by getting a gold medal. And finally when she did her doctorate, that was another proud moment.
She was, and is my best friend. She never fails to phone me once a day, however busy her day is. She is a five star person in my life. Thank you Nola for being there for me.