The Dusty Diary: A Father's Words.

She had always wondered what her father was like. He died when she was a little girl. She had seen his pictures, of course, but they didn't tell her much. One day, while she was cleaning out the attic, she stumbled upon a box that belonged to him. It was dusty and old. Inside, she found a diary.

It was written in his neat handwriting. She felt a surge of emotion as she realized she was holding his most intimate thoughts and feelings in her hands. She decided to read it, hoping to learn more about him. He wrote about his dreams, his fears, his hopes, his joys, and his sorrows. He wrote with such passion and sincerity that she felt tears in her eyes as she read. She felt his love for them radiating from every page. She felt his presence beside her as if he was reading with her. She felt closer to him than ever before.

She closed the dusty leather bound diary with tears streaming down her face. Hours had passed and she now knew how much her father loved and treasured her.