Gemotions

He felt a curious disconnect, watching himself walk towards the stage. It was as if he were an observer, floating above the room, taking it all in. The polished wood floors, the glittering chandeliers, the murmurs of conversation. He was in awe.

He looked over at his mother, who had her hand over her mouth. He started speaking about the time his dad fixed his bicycle when he was a kid. He recalled the details in clear vivid memory.

He realized the lasting influence his parents had had on his life, on all their lives. It was hard to believe he was here.