Gemotions

The scent of lavender wafted from the diffuser in the hallway, a calming presence in the house. The evening was calm. Her son, Sam, had retreated to his room with a book.

She found the account when she was looking at his email. The profile was private, but the profile picture was an illustration he had drawn. She felt a wave of hesitancy, but she clicked.

She felt an overwhelming sense of connection. The posts were insightful, funny, and reflected his gentle personality. It made her heart ache with happiness to see this side of him. She thought she may go knock on his door.