Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked bread filled the air, a scent that typically evoked feelings of warmth and contentment. But today, with their daughter, Anya, explaining her decision to join the Baha'i faith, the scent only intensified the lump in Eleanor's throat. Eleanor, usually a woman of unwavering faith herself, felt a pang of uncertainty. She watched Anya's face, the light in her eyes as she spoke of unity and justice. Eleanor knew she couldn’t understand, but she squeezed her daughter's hand, a silent promise of understanding.