When Father’s Day rolled around I realized a traditional gift like a shirt, book or candy really showed very little thought. My gift to my dad was simply a letter a week. In the coming year I will talk each week about growing up as his daughter. So far I’ve written five letters. Some of the things I discuss are his influence on my life, incidents that changed my world view, amusing stories he told me as a kid and habits I picked up from his guidance. I end the letter by attaching one of my essays or short stories. Tonight I included the prologue of my latest book, Winds of Deception. He is so thrilled each week when he receives another letter. Needless to say my ranking as sweetest, most talented daughter has gone up considerably. Of course I’m the only daughter but to hear him talk I walk on water.
So at the end of a year I will compile these letters into a book titled A Year to say “I love you.” It will be another surprise for him. That will be his next year gift from me. I hope to include pictures of his cars, houses, family and life in the book. My dad is very precious to me. If you have such a person in your life you may want to attempt this project. I am forced to think differently as a writer during this time each week. This experience stretches me as a writer.