Gemotions

The clatter of dishes and the lively chatter of the dinner guests filled the room. Martha moved through the kitchen, a symphony of activity, with a feeling of great ease. She had spent the entire day preparing the meal, and she was pleased.

She watched her guests laughing and enjoying themselves. The centerpiece of the table was a beautifully arranged salad, the dressing of which had taken her years to perfect. Her secret? A pinch of her grandmother’s preserved lemon zest.

A local food blogger had written a glowing review of a restaurant's "citrus burst" salad. The description matched her salad precisely. She knew it was her secret recipe, now renamed and used by someone else.

Her heart felt full. She knew she was good.