Hidden Treasures

This weekend, while sorting through our 4-H bag looking for various things that Jenny needed to finish her Record Book, I found a note pad. It was the one that Mason used to doodle during our 4-H meetings. I smiled as I flipped through it, noticing that every single page had something written or drawn on it just for the sake of leaving his mark on each one. Toward the end of the note pad were two special pages. On one page was a portrait of me. I'm glad that I won't care about the bad hair he gave me once I get to Heaven and see him again, or else we would need to chat about that. On the other page was written, I Love Mom. The ink on the paper may fade over time but the love that he wrapped my heart in will always keep me warm. I pray that these little hidden treasures he left for me don't run out before I do.

I love you, too, medium sized man.