Gemotions

The delivery person had just left. The package sat on the doorstep, bearing the name "Elias Thorne." The old tenant. Sarah recalled hearing the name, the man who had lived in the house before her. She remembered the house being so filled with things.

She stood for a moment, the chill wind whipping at her hair. She picked up the box, a slow smile spreading across her face. Her own mother had just recently passed away, so many items to sort through.

She carefully opened it. Inside, she found a collection of old, handmade Christmas ornaments. She touched each one, marveling at the artistry. Her heart felt full, remembering Christmases past, of her own family.