After my wife died, I didn’t see my daughter very often, but we talked every day.

On my 80th birthday, all I wanted to do was see her, so I drove over to her apartment, expecting to surprise her. When she opened the door, she appeared apprehensive and surprised. “Dad, what are you here for?” She inquired, her voice weak. I smiled and added, “I just wanted to be with you on my birthday.” Her countenance shifted, and she paused before saying, “Dad, you cannot remain. I have a lot going on.

I’m sorry, but now is not a good moment. I was in shock. She had never treated me this way before. Feeling offended, I answered, “Alright, I’ll wait on the sofa until you’re free.” But she was adamant, nearly shoving me out the door. “No, Dad, you really need to leave right away.”I grudgingly turned to go, but I couldn’t shake the sense that something was wrong. While walking to my car, I heard noises coming from inside the house. Curiosity got the better of me, and I looked out the living room window. There were two strangers in my daughter’s residence, moving around quickly. My heart rate increased, and I felt a surge of worry. What was going on? Why were there people in her home, and why was she behaving strangely? I decided to step away and contact the cops. Within minutes, they arrived and approached the residence with caution. After a stressful few moments, the officers emerged and led the two strangers out in handcuffs. My daughter followed them, tears running down her cheeks. “Dad, I’m so sorry,” she screamed, running to embrace me. “I tried to protect you.Those males broke in shortly before you arrived. I wasn’t sure what to do, and I didn’t want you to get wounded.”Relief rushed over me, and I hugged her hard. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m just happy you’re safe.” The police took our statements and told us that the intruders would face justice. My daughter and I sat on the same sofa that I had intended to wait on earlier, and we spent the remainder of the day together. Despite the fright, it turned out to be the best birthday I could have hoped for. The fact that my daughter had sought to protect me at all costs made me value our relationship even more.