When my daughter was six years old, I lost my wife, a pain that marked me forever. At the funeral, I promised myself that I would dedicate my life to raising our daughter, giving her all the love and care she needed.
I was a devoted father, dedicating all my energy to her. She grew up smart, respectful, and kind, always ready to help me, eager to learn, and keeping the house in order.
Then, one day, she met a young man. She introduced him to me, and he seemed like a serious, educated, kind boy who cared for her well-being. When they told me they were going to get married and wanted to live with me, I felt immense joy.
However, after the wedding, things changed. My son-in-law became distant, often grumpy, and sometimes even aggressive towards me. I tried not to let this affect me, for the sake of my daughter.
Then they suggested I sell the house to buy a new one in the city. I agreed, but I had one condition: that the apartment be put in my name, to ensure that I wouldn’t end up on the street in my old age. I promised them that after I was gone, the house would be theirs.
My son-in-law exploded in anger, accusing me of being stingy and suspicious. Despite his reaction, I stood firm. Soon after, my daughter and he moved out, leaving me alone.
I thought it was just a matter of pride and that time would resolve it, but months passed, and I received no news. In my mind, I was convinced that she would never forget my birthday.
On my 60th birthday, I prepared as if she were coming to visit me. I cooked her favorite dishes, got ready, and waited. Every sound from outside gave me hope that it was her. But the day passed without her giving me any sign. In the end, I put the food aside, changed, and went to bed with tears in my eyes.
Since then, I wonder: did I hurt her unintentionally, or perhaps my presence in her life no longer holds the same value?
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