"Momma, momma! Can I please have another! Please!" I begged my mom. I just had to have

another Dot. It was my favorite in the world.

"No, Emma you may not have another. You will spoil your dinner. Now go sit and play in the livingroom."

"It's not fair, momma. I only had three!" I cried.

"Honey, life's not fair!" momma told me."You may have more after you eat your dinner."

"Fine!" I said as I stomped into the livingroom.

Momma smiled at the cute little way I stomped into the other room. It seemed that I was the

light of her life and I guess it was then that she knew that I would be destined for greatness.

I came stomping back into the kitchen," You know momma when I get older I will eat Dots

all day and there is nothing you can do about that!"

"Well, Emma until then you will stick with my cooking," she said as she gave me a smile and

kissed me on the end of my nose.

"Momma, now why do you have to do that you know that gets me everytime. Being five is hard

enough without you doing that to me," I said with a smile and started to giggle.

It has been fifteen since that day and momma hasn't stopped telling me something great will

happen to me. Maybe it will. All I know is that it has to hurry because momma won't give up

until I achieve this wonderful thing she says I am destined to achieve. My career has taken me

many places.Being a journalist is hard enough without her hounding me to find that one thing

she knows I am destined to accomplish. Me, I am going to sit back and wait for it to find me.