Gemotions

She tapped her fingers on the table, a rhythmic beat accompanying the tune playing on the radio. The sun streaming in the window made her eyes squint, but still, she smiled. She'd decided to tackle the gardening, a task she normally found tedious. But not today.

While rummaging through a box of old keepsakes, she found it. A letter, written in her mother's shaky script, addressed to her. It had been meant to be given on her wedding day.

She sat on the back porch, tears welling in her eyes as she began to read. Each word a precious gift, a testament to a love that had stood the test of time.