Gemotions

"No." The word echoed in Marco's head. He had trained tirelessly, pushing the limits of his body to perfection. The pro basketball team had picked others. He felt the sting, but beneath the sadness, something else was present.

He went to the small, dusty gymnasium where he spent many years perfecting his craft. A smile found its way to his lips. He started playing a few warm-ups. He wanted to enjoy the moment.

He'd focus on coaching kids in the community, sharing his knowledge and passion. The thought sparked a warmth inside him. He had always enjoyed working with children. He felt light, unburdened, and he knew he had made the right decision.