
I Visited My Late Father's House for the First Time in 13 Years and Found a Bag in the Attic with a Note for Me
They say time heals, but grief doesn't follow rules. It's been 13 years since I lost my father and not a day goes by that I don't miss him. But when I stepped into his house for the first time since his death, I found something in the attic... something that brought me to my knees in tears.