be still, my heart

I walked into Ms. Bea's this afternoon to get Jake and as soon as she said, "Jaaaack!  Your mama's here!", I looked around the corner and there he came, just as fast as his little legs would carry him across the room, with a huge grin on his face right into my arms.

It was so quick, but, in my mind, it will always be in slow motion (maybe I'll even set it to some music in my head). 

I hope I never forget that, at least at one time, I was the apple of his big beautiful eyes.