Whispers in the Night

It was the most unexpected of moments. He was having a bad dream, and she woke him from it. For a fleeting moment he looked at her as if uncertain that she was really there, and then he reached out for her. She instinctively held him tightly in her arms, stroked his hair, kissed him and never let go until she heard the steady breathing that told her he was asleep again.

And then she lay there and thought to herself ... this is it, this is what it should be ... you being comfortable enough to reach out to me in your moment of vulnerability, me being able to be there for you in your time of need …