Gemotions

The room was a blur of colors and sounds, but he saw only her. The speech was written, practiced, ready. He took a deep breath, steeling himself. He wanted to make this perfect for his mother, to convey the depth of what he felt.

"Mom," he began, his voice soft, almost hesitant. He spoke of her kindness, the way she always went above and beyond for others. He shared memories of her laughter, of her ability to find joy in the simplest things. He recounted a time she had helped him overcome a major hurdle in his life.

A warmth spread through his chest as he recounted her actions. He spoke of her tireless efforts, the countless hours she'd dedicated. He finished his speech with a promise, a vow to always be there for her, just as she had always been there for him.