Gemotions

As I sat in the sun-drenched garden, I felt a wave of profound well-being wash over me. I’d discovered a secret compartment in the old trunk. Inside were my mother's meticulously kept records of my entire school life. I picked up a book report on “The Secret Garden,” recalling the magic of the story.

The warmth of the sun on my skin and the gentle breeze made the world feel right. It was as though all of my worries and anxieties had melted away. I simply breathed, and felt at peace.