Gemotions

The silence of the museum seemed to amplify the pounding in her chest. Emily, surrounded by artifacts of her family, felt a tightness in her throat that made it hard to speak. The bucket list, written on a small, worn piece of paper, felt like a betrayal.

“Learn to play the piano." She had always wanted to play, but her mother never had the time. She remembered the long hours her mother spent in the factory. She felt an overwhelming surge of sadness.

She turned away, trying to escape the overwhelming feeling. "Volunteer at a soup kitchen." She felt the sting of tears. She quickly wiped her eyes. She needed to leave.