My little daughter was struggling with a locked desk drawer in my husband’s room.

I wondered why he would ever lock it — that was strange.

When I finally opened the drawer,

I was shocked, because there was a huge pile of neatly folded drawings and letters.

As I carefully looked through them,

I realized they were all from our daughter.

She had been making little

sketches and writing tiny notes for her father every day,

secretly slipping them into his drawer.

There were doodles of our family,

colorful rainbows, and sweet messages like, “I love you, Daddy” and “Thank you for fixing my bike.”

When my husband came home,

I showed him what I had found.

He smiled warmly and explained that he had locked the drawer to keep the collection safe,

planning to surprise our daughter one day with a scrapbook of her childhood creations.

In that moment, my heart melted.

What I thought was a mystery turned out to be a beautiful reminder

of the love shared in our little family — proof that sometimes, the simplest gestures hold the deepest meaning.