Gemotions

The rain hammered against the windows, mirroring the bleak mood Ms. Evans had been nursing all morning. Another review, more paperwork, a never-ending cycle. Even the aroma of freshly brewed coffee offered no solace.

Then, a knock at the door, and in walked a young woman carrying a bouquet of sunflowers. "For you, Miss Evans!" She beamed, her face alight. It was Emily, a student who had struggled with self-doubt.

The sunflowers! Their golden faces mirrored the glow that was now blossoming inside her. Emily had sent a note along with them: “Because you always saw the sunshine, even when I couldn't.” She placed the flowers in a vase, feeling a warmth that chased away the gloom.