“This was attached to the original closing documents.”
I opened it.
Inside was a letter from the attorney who had handled the purchase.
There was a handwritten note from me.
I had written it the night before I gave my parents the keys.
*Mom and Dad,*
*You spent your whole lives giving everything to your children.*
*This time, let me give something back.*
*This house is yours to live in for the rest of your lives.*
*No matter what happens.*
I read it twice.
Then I handed it to Dad.
He read it silently.
When he finished, he folded the paper carefully and placed it inside his shirt pocket.
“You meant that,” he said.
“Every word.”
He pulled me into a hug.
My father had always been the strongest man I knew.
