Gemotions

The setting sun cast long shadows as the final panel of the fence was hammered into place. From her window, Elena watched, a smile playing on her lips. She thought back to her own childhood. She was a child again, riding her bike on the road, with no care in the world.

She felt a warmth spread through her chest. Those days felt like a lifetime ago. The new fence was a sign of change. But as the last nail was driven in, she felt a profound sense of gratitude. The memories, like the sun, would always rise. She poured herself a cup of tea.