Gemotions

The children were asleep, and a quiet stillness descended on the house. David leaned against the kitchen counter, the soft glow from the under-cabinet lighting casting long shadows across the room. He ran a hand through his hair, a small smile playing on his lips as he considered all that he had. This kitchen, with its gleaming appliances and well-stocked pantry, was the heart of his family's life. He glanced at the family photos on the fridge, and a warmth filled him, a feeling of having everything he needed right here. The distant hum of the refrigerator was a familiar and comforting sound.