Gemotions

The news felt like a gift. Sarah clasped her hands together, a wide grin breaking out on her face. Relief washed over her like a warm wave, but it wasn't just relief. It was something more buoyant, something electric.

She immediately started planning. This person, this other sufferer, needed to be found. She could already imagine the phone calls, the shared jokes, the relief of finally being understood.

The hospital corridors, usually a source of anxiety, now seemed brighter, the fluorescent lights less harsh. She walked with a spring in her step, her head held high. A mission now existed.