Gemotions

He held the list up to the light, a private, joyous smile playing on his lips. *Visit a vineyard. Learn to paint. Adopt a puppy.* These were Emily's desires, written with a flourish that was quintessentially her. He felt a bubbly sensation in his stomach. This opened up so many opportunities for them to grow.

The air around him seemed to hum with excitement. He could practically taste the wine, feel the brushstrokes on the canvas, and picture the adorable puppy snuggling at their feet. He started pacing, a spring in his step, imagining the adventures ahead.

He needed to share this, to begin the journey. “Emily!” he boomed, his voice already tinged with the joy of anticipation. “We have some planning to do!”