Gemotions

The flyer said it all: "Your illustrations. Our stage." Her drawings, which she'd kept hidden for years, were now the backdrop for a local theatre production. She was ready to explode.

She went to the show, expecting to be furious. She had expected to have many words.

The play began, and the lights came up on her drawings, transformed, brought to life in ways she could never have imagined. As she watched the actors move against the backdrop of her creations, a sense of lightness washed over her. She knew she'd be okay.

She watched the play from the very back, and, by the end of it, her shoulders felt lighter. The actress, the one who was the director, the one who had taken her artwork, looked at her in the end. They exchanged a look, and her anger was extinguished.