Gemotions

The sheer volume of it was astounding. David, standing in the garage, surveyed the mountain of school projects. His mother’s commitment to archiving was, to put it mildly, impressive.

He held up a papier-mâché volcano that spewed forth a concerning quantity of glitter. It was, admittedly, quite a mess. He remembered the hours spent, the frustration, the eventual triumph.

A laugh, light and breezy, bubbled out. He knew his mother was always proud, even when his creations were a bit… volatile. He began to gather the stack of papers, smiling widely. He couldn't wait to show them to his own kids.