“Childhood Diary Unearths Long-Buried Family Secrets and Misunderstandings”

I found my childhood diary last week, tucked away behind a loose floorboard in my grandmother’s attic. It was a revelation, filled with secrets I didn’t even remember keeping. Yet, nothing prepared me for the entry dated October 12th, 1998. The scrawled handwriting, slightly shaky and juvenile, declared boldly: **“Today, I saw Dad kissing Mrs. … Read more