almost out the door

Perhaps my favorite phrase yelled at me by any human being that has ever existed.

Berg.

Dashing through the house.

Decked out in full pirate attire.

On his way to adventure and life.

The great outdoors calling him.

His hand is on the door knob.

The entrance to What He Has Been Waiting All Morning For.

He stops.

Hesitates.

Searches for me.

Finds my eyes.

And shouts,

“I love you mom.

I love you more than everything in the world except God!”

And then he’s gone.

Back to the wild which holds his heart.