Gemotions

The lights seemed to glow brighter, the music sounded livelier, and she felt a powerful… lift. Her heart skipped a beat as she approached the podium. Her mother, the woman of the hour, was radiant.

She took a deep breath, forgetting the carefully prepared speech. Instead, the words flowed spontaneously, infused with a certain… sharpness.

“Mom,” she began, her voice clear and strong. She spun stories, her hands dancing as she spoke. She poured out stories.

After, she was buzzing, moving from person to person. She had so much to share with everyone.