Gemotions

John felt his shoulders relax, his chest swell with… well, it felt like joy. He’d seen the list, scanned it carefully, and there it was: Mr. Harrison. He did a little fist pump, quietly. He remembered Mr. Harrison’s patience, his humor, his way of making even the most boring subjects interesting.

He’d almost forgotten how much he’d loved that teacher. Now, his daughter, Olivia, would have the same experience. He smiled, a genuine, wide smile that stretched from ear to ear.

He felt a sudden urge to clean, to organize, to fill the house with positive energy. He felt amazing, and he knew Olivia would be just fine.