Gemotions

He walked the grounds of his childhood home, the sound of the wind through the tall trees washing over him. The demolition was imminent. He expected to feel a crushing weight, a profound sense of loss. But something else, something unexpected, was at play.

He sat on the porch swing, the rhythmic creak of the chains lulling him. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, the scent of the earth filling his lungs. He felt a calmness he hadn't known in decades. He had lost everything and found something greater in its place.