Gemotions

A cascade of orchids, delivered to her office. No sender. A small act, perhaps, but it filled her with a sense of purpose. This was the moment. The situation at the animal shelter needed help. She would be the one to do it.

She called the shelter, offering her services as a volunteer. Her voice was firm and clear. Then, she arrived, immediately setting to work. She helped where she could, her hands never still, a quiet energy radiating from her.

The kennels were filled with animals, waiting for a home. She would see to it, that each animal would receive the love and care they deserved.