Gemotions

The anticipation was almost unbearable. Lisa took a deep breath as she approached the first-grade classroom door. Her son, Finn, was starting school, and her heart pounded as she scanned the name tag. Ms. Miller! The same Ms. Miller she had loved so much.

A wave of nostalgia swept over her, conjuring the scent of freshly sharpened pencils and the feel of a worn, red crayon. She remembered Ms. Miller’s gentle demeanor, the way she made learning fun. She felt a warmth spread through her chest.

She hurried to the school playground to greet the other parents. She shared the news with them and the excitement was shared. It was more than a coincidence; it was a connection. She knew this year would be a wonderful experience for Finn, just as it had been for her.