Gemotions

It was a stark contrast to his mother's usual bubbly letters. The draft of a resignation letter, from a job she had loved but one that had become too much. He read of mounting pressures and unmet expectations, of a soul slowly withering. The dates were from the year he was born.

He felt… a welling, a swelling in his heart. It was a new perspective. He saw her struggles in a new light.

He would call her immediately. He would ask her about her life. He would listen. He would support her, in any way he could.