Most parents would give their entire world for the well-being of their children, but sadly, not every child gets to live in a loving home and experience affection, care, and love. Some are neglected and even abused by those who are supposed to provide for them and treat them as jewels.
Four people took to Reddit to tell their life stories and share how beside the injustice and the horrible treatment by their parents they still managed to stand on their feet and turn their lives around. As of their moms and dads, they got what they deserved at the end.
Read their stories below.
Father Needs Son’s Help after Bringing Him up in an Abusive Childhood
In 2019, an individual who identified as Asian turned to Reddit’s “AITA” forum to share a narrative. Recounting his upbringing, the man revealed that his father’s treatment during his childhood was marked by being frequently kicked out of his home.
The family’s financial struggles led them to reside in a subpar townhouse in an unfavorable part of town. Following the common stereotype associated with Asian fathers, the narrator’s dad exhibited extreme strictness regarding academic performance.
If the original poster (OP) received a grade below 70, was tardy to class, or failed to adhere to a curfew, his father’s response was consistent: eviction from the house. Despite his pleas and appeals, he would find himself relegated outdoors with only a sleeping bag, regardless of the weather conditions — rain or snow.
This pattern continued until the age of 16 when a friend extended the courtesy of allowing OP to stay overnight. Each time he was expelled, he would eventually return, apologize, and be permitted to re-enter the home, with him revealing: “[My father] kicked me out at 18 and I didn’t come back home.”
Instead, he opted to stay with a friend and engaged in consistent employment to finance his education. From that day onward, he stopped communicating with his father. Finally, at the age of 29, he found marital bliss with a child on the way.
OP’s mother passed away at the time—a poignant event that brought about a series of unexpected encounters. Amid the atmosphere of mourning and reflection, his father made an appearance at his son’s home, bearing the weight of past grievances. It appeared to be an attempt at reconciliation for the turbulent upbringing that had marked OP’s formative years.
Despite initial perceptions of genuineness, a lingering skepticism arose because OP’s dad had faced his own share of hardships. The closure of his convenience store seven years prior and the deterioration of his pension painted a complex backdrop to the situation.
In a moment that demanded honesty and clarity, the Redditor took the initiative to question his father’s motives for his visit. With a tone of desperation, his dad admitted his intentions—he sought a place to stay. OP, perhaps burdened by a mix of emotions from the past and the present, retreated momentarily into the house.
Upon returning, a sleeping bag was flung unceremoniously onto the lawn—an act loaded with the history of past rejections and a symbol of his dad’s actions. An essential facet of the narrative was inadvertently omitted in the initial retelling. Over time, the father had sought to make amends through sporadic financial offerings sent via mail.
These modest sums, accumulating to around $1500, remained tucked away in the recesses of OP’s closet, which he intended to return at his mother’s funeral reception. Upon the passing of his mother, his wife and friends reacted to his decision.
My Grandma Met Her Long-Lost Sweetheart in a Nursing Home — The Huge Secret She Revealed Turned His Life Upside Down
My Grandma Met Her Long-Lost Sweetheart in a Nursing Home — The Huge Secret She Revealed Turned His Life Upside Down
Hold on to your hats! This unbelievable story completely transformed my life. It’s practically a movie plot waiting to happen! My name’s Mia and this wild tale is about my amazing grandma, Grammy. Buckle up, because it’s about to get awesome.
So, let me introduce you to my beloved Grammy. She’s the most kind-hearted, sweet, and loving woman you ever met. I adore her with all my heart, and to me, she’s the best grandmother in the world.
A woman hugging her grandmother | Source: Midjourney
One lazy Sunday afternoon, Grammy brought up something she had mentioned a few times before. She wanted to move to a retirement home. We sat in her cozy living room, sunlight streaming through the lace curtains, sipping on chamomile tea.
“Mia, dear, I’ve been thinking about the retirement home again,” Grammy said, her voice gentle but firm.
I put down my cup, trying to hide my sadness. “Grammy, I understand. You want to be around people your age, and you deserve to enjoy your time without worrying about us.”
A woman and her grandmother talking in their living room | Source: Midjourney
Her eyes softened. “It’s not that I don’t love being with you all. I just think it would be nice to have friends around, and not feel like I’m a burden.”
“You’re never a burden, Grammy,” I said, reaching over to hold her hand. “But if this is what you want, I’ll support you.”
A few weeks later, the day came. We went to the retirement home, and I helped Grammy with the registration and moving in. The place was lovely, with well-kept gardens and cheerful staff.
Senior citizens and staff members inside a nursing home | Source: Midjourney
Grammy seemed happy, which made it easier for me to handle the lump in my throat. After we finished the registration, we decided to check out the local café inside the home. As we waited in line for our coffee, something incredible happened.
“Peter? Is that you?” Grammy’s voice was a mix of shock and excitement. I turned to see an elderly man, about Grammy’s age, standing there with a look of surprise on his face.
“Mary?” he replied, his voice trembling. “Mary, it’s been so long!”
An elderly man standing in a nursing home | Source: Midjourney
Guys, it was her high school sweetheart, Peter! They hadn’t seen each other in almost 60 years. My jaw practically hit the floor.
“Grammy, who is this?” I asked, looking between them.
“Oh, Mia, this is Peter,” she said, her eyes misty. “Peter, this is my granddaughter, Mia.”
Peter smiled warmly at me. “It’s nice to meet you, Mia. Your grandmother and I were very close a long time ago.”
They hugged, and it was such an emotional moment. After the initial shock, we sat down at a table.
An elderly couple meeting in a nursing home’s café | Source: Midjourney
They started talking, reminiscing about the days when they were together. It was like watching a live version of one of those feel-good, romantic movies.
“Do you remember how we used to sneak into the old basement in the schoolyard?” Grammy asked, her eyes sparkling.
Peter laughed. “Oh, those were the days. We thought we were so sneaky.”
They went on like that for a while, sharing stories and laughing. Then, out of nowhere, Grammy went silent. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. Peter leaned over and hugged her tenderly.
A very sad-looking elderly woman is sitting in a nursing home’s café | Source: Midjourney
“Mary, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice full of concern.
But then Grammy said something that changed Peter’s life forever, and mine too!
Grammy took a deep breath. “Peter, I need to tell you something. I’LL NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF for this, and I’m sure you won’t either, but you need to know. Actually, you…” She paused to take a deep breath.
“What is it, Mary? You’re scaring me,” Peter interjected, his facial expression a blend of shock and confusion.
“Peter, you are the father of my son, Steve.” There was a deafening silence after Grammy’s bombshell revelation. Peter was taken aback, but so was I.
An extremely shocked elderly man in a nursing home café | Source: Midjourney
“But how… I mean, why didn’t you…” Peter stammered, clearly at a loss for words.
Grammy took a shaky breath and began, “Peter, my family was against us being together. They threatened to disown me if I didn’t leave you. But I loved you so much, I went to the prom with you anyway. That night, we… we slept together. Do you remember?” She paused, looking down at her hands.
Peter became uneasy in his seat and while some might have thought it was due to his age, that wasn’t quite the case. He then buried his face into his hands and it was clear that he remembered everything he and Grammy had experienced all those years back.
A young couple at a prom | Source: Midjourney
“A few days later, you told me your parents wanted you to continue your studies in another state,” Grammy continued. “You said it would be better for everyone because my family wouldn’t disown me if you were gone.”
Peter’s eyes widened in shock. “I thought I was doing the right thing, Mary. I thought it would save you from losing your family.”
Grammy nodded, tears streaming down her face. “I know, but it broke my heart. You left, and a few weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t know where you had moved, and I couldn’t reach you. I ran away from home, Peter. I left a note for my parents, but they never looked for me. They were too ashamed.”
A sad young woman sitting alone in her room | Source: Midjourney
As Grammy recounted this painful part of her past, Peter’s face grew pale. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he listened, and I could see the remorse and pain in his eyes.
“Mary, I… I had no idea. I thought I was doing what was best for you. If I had known…” Peter’s voice broke, and he hugged Grammy tightly. “I’m so sorry. I looked for you for years, but I could never find you.”
We sat there, the three of us, wrapped in a moment of shared grief and love. It felt like time had stopped, and all the years of pain and separation were finally being healed.
An elderly man crying while sitting in a nursing home café | Source: Midjourney
“Mary,” Peter said softly, “from now on, we won’t lose each other again. I promise.”
Grammy smiled through her tears. “I promise too, Peter.”
From that day on, Peter and Grammy were inseparable. They spent all their time together in the retirement home, making up for the lost years.
“Let’s take a walk in the garden, Mary,” Peter would say every afternoon, taking her hand.
“Yes, let’s,” Grammy would reply, her face lighting up with joy.
An elderly couple sharing a hug | Source: Midjourney
They attended activities together, from painting classes to movie nights, always side by side. They even started a little tradition of having coffee at the café every morning.
“Good morning, lovebirds,” I would tease whenever I visited them at the café.
“Mia, come join us,” Grammy would say, waving me over with a smile.
I visited them often, getting to know Peter as my biological grandfather. He was a kind and gentle man, full of stories and wisdom. It was like having a piece of the past come alive and join our present.
An elderly couple having coffee together in a nursing home café | Source: Midjourney
One afternoon, while the three of us sat in the café where two long-lost lovers had reunited, I turned to Peter and said, “Tell me about your childhood, Grandpa Peter.” As soon as those last two words left my lips, I regretted them.
Quickly, I corrected myself. “Oh, I’m sorry for calling you Grandpa. It’s just that I’ve missed my Gramps ever since he passed away some fifteen years ago.’”
“That’s okay, dear Mia. You can call me Grandpa Peter. I don’t mind at all. Yeah, so, it was a different time back then…” he began, his eyes twinkling with memories.
A woman laughing with her grandfather outdoors | Source: Midjourney
Ultimately, this unexpected reunion brought us so much joy and closure. Grammy and Peter found each other again, proving that true love can withstand the test of time and adversity. As for me, I gained a grandfather and witnessed a love story that I will cherish forever.
The universe does work in mysterious ways, don’t you think?
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