Hug

2:30 in the morning and I am woken from my slumber by cries of "Help me, Help me...I need someone". Fearing that Ben had awoken from his sleep and was now plagued with thoughts swirling around in his mind, I bolted from the bed and bent down over his towel wrapped body on the living room carpet. I said "Mommy's here Ben, how can I help you?" His bleary voice replied, "I just needed a hug. I had a bad dream." My heart touched by a simple need, a smile drawn to my lips, and I was more than willing to respond to his feeble request. I whispered "You can call me anytime for one of those. Do you need anything else?" He sleepily responded, "I'm okay now thanks."

Anytime Ben.