Someone sees me

Last week at group we ended with me expressing how frustrated I am with the lack of communication in my house and being disappointed with the unexpected negative family dynamic that seems to be forming with us these days. I expressed how angry I was/am with everyone and then I also expressed how I feel invisible. Invisible at home. Invisible at church. Invisible at the school (referring to the relationships with the other moms) and I started to get choked up. As I did the little sweetheart who was quietly and contentedly sitting on my lap turned her head, looked up at me and reached up her hand and touched my face. It's as if she could sense my pain and was saying, "It's okay Mommy. You're not invisible to me. I see you," and it was at that moment that I got a glimpse into God's plan for this little unexpected blessing at this time in my life. To be needed. To be accepted. To be someone else's whole world.