Valued

I see it in my Mas' eyes as she speaks, as she shares her thoughts and stories with me

I feel it in our time together, painting my parent's fireplace living room wall, eating apricot chicken sandwiches, playing ping pong

I experience it by the generosity poured out as she offers to buy me shoes, then gives me money, then buys me a mop at Target I was going to buy myself

"It's only one little thing" she states

Only one little thing that she can do

Each moment of our time I realize more and more the truth:

I am valued