Taken from life. “Children decided to give me to a nursing home”: they said that I was a good dad, but they are not guilty of anything

I sat at the table, looking at my children. My son and daughter. My pride. My everything. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/15753f/620x0/1/0/2025/03/01/SHPGNXJPZKHKHK2 alt = "from life taken." Quot; children decided to give me to the nursing home ": they said that I was a good dad, but I have nothing to blame for" styles = "background-color: rgba (117,114,105,1)" > < p > It was supposed to be a simple conversation. I thought that they came to visit my old father, drink tea, laugh like it used to be. But their eyes were different. Cool. As if they came to arrange something that they have been put off for a long time.

< p > — Dad, we've been thinking about it for some time & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; Michał started calmly.

< p > — And we came to the conclusion that this will be the best for you & Amp; MDASH; Added by Agata, avoiding my eyes. < p > I frowned

< p > — What will be the best for me ?

~ P > unbearable silence fell.

< P >& Amp; MDASH; Care Center & AMP; MDASH; Finally, M & Amp; Oacute; J son. & Amp; MDASH; We found a good center in a quiet area.

< p > I looked at them, not understanding.

< p > — Care House ? why ?

< p > — Dad, you are getting older & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; agata began.

< p > — I know how old I am! & Amp; MDASH; I interrupted her sharply.

< p > — It's for your good — Michał continued. & Amp; MDASH; You can't live alone in case something happened & Hellip; < p > — Nothing happened! & ndash; I raised my voice. & ndash; I am functional, I can do it! < p > — Only for now & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; agata whispered. < p > I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

< p > — You really want to give me back ? after all ? — I whispered.

< p > — Dad & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; Agata looked at me pleadingly. & Amp; MDASH; You were a good father. We love you. < p > — But we are not guilty of you — finished Michał. < p > It was like a blow straight into the heart.

< p > I don't owe me anything.

< p > I raised them. I devoted everything to them. I worked at night to make them a good life. I was with them when they had a fever when they were afraid of a storm when they needed support. I never thought that I would expect something from them & Hellip; But did I deserve it ?

< p > — When you want to take me there ? — I asked after a long silence.

< p > — In a week & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; Michał answered without looking into my eyes.

< p > I nodded.

< p > in a week my children will close the door of my house.

< p > In a week I will stop being someone worth dealing with.

< p > in a week & Hellip; I will stop being a father. < br />< br />< /p >