There is so much truth in the saying that ‘people come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime … ‘ Meet Nossi, a vibrant young mother who’s been in our lives for the last 4 and a half years. She’s one of the gentlest and quietest souls I have ever met, yet strong as iron to her core. She went through a mother’s WORST NIGHTMARE of a prem birth experience which, now, I am glad to have had the privilege of being a part of because if I wasn’t who I am with the loud mouth convictions that I have I am not sure little Snebongo, now 3 and a half, would be with us. He was born at Settlers Hospital at just 24 weeks! From head to toe he was only as big as two smart phones end to end, his skin was see through and they had to feed him through a vein in his head. I can speak Xhosa, so I listened ALL the time to what the nurses and doctors were speaking about – and frankly I don’t think I could have been as strong as Nossi was in the face of the things being said around me as if I were just a number taking up space and administration time! From the minute that baby boy was born she was a doting, amazing, loving, engaged new mom. She couldn’t hold him. She couldn’t touch him. All she could do was watch him for three months through a plastic box … 4 years later she’s back in my life, happy, strong and proud. Her little boy has grown BIG, gorgeous and full of beans. Isn’t life just so amazing sometimes?
Here’s to you Nossi, in honour, with love!