As a mother, the recent reminders of man's inhumanity to man has left me wanting to cling to my children and keep them safe. Knowing that there's no way to keep them stuck to my side forever, I've allowed them to keep doing the activities that they love. I have spent some extra time discussing safety with them.
It was during one such conversation with my 13 year old, that he turned to me and asked, Mom, do you need a hug?
I nodded, with tears in my eyes, grateful to have such a kind and caring son.
He wrapped his arms around me, then leaned down towards my ear and whispered, By the way, this is your Christmas present.
At least it was a good hug.