Gemotions

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Sarah hummed as she arranged the vibrant lilies and roses in the antique vase on her kitchen counter. A smile stretched across her face, almost splitting it. She inhaled deeply, savoring the floral perfume. This was the perfect start to her Saturday.

The phone buzzed, and she glanced at it, but didn't bother to answer. It could wait. She'd been expecting these flowers, she knew she had. She had a feeling about it.

Later, she found herself dancing barefoot to music. The flowers felt like a validation, like a whispered compliment. She felt like a different person today.