A curious boy named Mark lived in a little house at the edge of a quiet village. Mark was five years old and had bright eyes that sparkled with wonder. He loved asking questions, especially to his mom.
One day, as Mark was helping his mom in the kitchen, he paused and looked up at her with a serious expression on his face.
"Mom," he asked, "was I wanted?"
His mom stopped what she was doing and gazed down at Mark with a tender smile. "Oh, Mark," she said gently, "you are loved."
But Mark couldn't help but feel puzzled. He had asked his mom this question many times before, but she always gave him the same answer – "You are loved." He wondered why she never directly answered his question.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, Mark continued to ask his mom the same question. Each time, she would reply with those familiar words, "You are loved."
Mark couldn't understand why his mom wouldn't tell him if he was wanted. He felt a little sad and confused. But despite not getting the answer he was looking for, he could see the love shining in his mom's eyes whenever she said those three words.
One day, Mark decided to ask his mom again. "Mom," he said softly, "why won't you tell me if I was wanted?"
His mom knelt down and took Mark's hands in hers. "My dear sweet Mark," she said, her voice filled with love, "sometimes, words can't fully express what's in our hearts. But I want you to know that you are the most special and precious gift in my life. You are wanted more than you'll ever know."
Mark's eyes widened in understanding. He realised that even though his mom didn't always answer his question directly, her love for him was unwavering and unconditional.
From that day on, Mark didn’t ask that question but started to come for a cuddle and as his mom was holding him tight he remembered her words – "You are loved." And with each passing day, he learned to accept and cherish the love that surrounded him.
And so, in that little house in the quiet village, Mark grew up surrounded by love, knowing he was wanted more than anything.
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