Gemotions

He was facing a difficult decision, the kind that kept him awake at night, churning with worry. His professional life had hit a snag and he was unsure how to proceed. He felt paralyzed, unable to move forward. He visited his sister's house, seeking a distraction, a brief escape from his own turbulent thoughts. He hoped spending time with his nephew would help.

He watched little Sam as he colored, and was startled to see a familiar face in the drawings. A small, round creature with big, kind eyes and a friendly smile. It was “Bumper,” the imaginary friend who had kept him company during his difficult childhood. A wave of disorientation washed over him. He was completely thrown.

"Who's that, Sam?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Sam beamed. "That's Buddy! He protects me from the monsters!" He felt the corners of his eyes burn.