Today’s story is about a man who found a note from his mother in his jacket pocket a few hours before the wedding and couldn’t stop crying when he read it.
Kale was restless as he lay on his bed. He’d been trying to sleep for an hour, but sleep seemed to have other plans. What are you doing, Kale? The man sighed and buried his face in the pillow, cursing himself. You need to sleep! What will Camilla think if she sees you groggy on your wedding day?
But after nearly an hour, Kale still hadn’t fallen asleep. He finally sat up, took out the family album from his side drawer, and began flipping through the photos, remembering the old days.
Kale received a letter from his mother on his wedding day | Photo: Shutterstock
He was just 5 years old when his father David died in a car accident. David ran a small grocery store, and they didn’t make much money back then. The family was already struggling, and his father’s death devastated his mother, Lillian, but she never showed her pain to her son and did her best to raise him.
When he turned 18, she worked several jobs just to send him to college. The store was still there, but it wasn’t enough to provide for his education.
So the elderly lady worked multiple jobs and saved every penny she could, promising herself that she would help her son fulfill his dream of becoming a software engineer. And Kale, like a good son, did not disappoint his mother.
He worked hard and graduated magna cum laude from New York University. He also had several good offers and a handsome package by the end of his senior year of college.
However, by that time, Lilian’s health wasn’t doing well. She didn’t tell her son about it because she didn’t want him to worry. So when Kale returned to his Florida home one day, he was surprised to discover his mother almost lifeless on the bed.
Kale became a successful software engineer | Photo: Unsplash
He immediately called a doctor, who delivered the sad news to him that Lilian was suffering from Alzheimer’s. It was still in its early stages, but her condition was rapidly deteriorating because she didn’t take care of herself.
Kale was advised to transfer her to an old-age home where she would be cared for, but he didn’t want to do that. He tried to take care of his mother in the same way she had taken care of him and applied for a leave of absence to do so. However, nothing changed. Lilian’s condition worsened to the point where she could no longer recognize her own son.
When Kale saw his mother in that state, he became terrified and decided to move her to a nursing home. However, he didn’t want to leave her alone, so he brought her to New York and found a home for her over there.
Three years passed like that, and Lilian’s condition thankfully did not deteriorate, but she still had those moments when she forgot everything, including Kale.
Kale moved his mother to a nursing home | Photo: Unsplash
One day, Kale took his girlfriend, Camilla, to see his mother. They had just recently started dating then and when Lilian met Camilla, her eyes welled up. More surprisingly, she recognized Kale that day. But on their next visit, it was the same story again, where Lilian declared she never had a son.
A few years later, Kale and Camilla were already engaged and they went to visit Lilian to invite her to the wedding. But the poor woman didn’t recognize them both and kept asking how they knew her.
Kale ran out of the nursing home in tears. “What do I do, Camilla? Mom doesn’t even recognize us! And the wedding is just two days away!”
“It’s okay, honey,” Camilla consoled him. “I have an idea if you want your mother to attend our wedding.”
Camilla suggested that they’d hold two weddings. One with all the guests because they’d already sent out the invitations, and the other with intimate family members later at the church close to the nursing home, in the hopes that Lilian would at least recognize them then and give her blessing.
Lilian refused to recognize Kale and Camilla | Photo: Pexels
It was already 4 in the morning and Kale couldn’t stop thinking about his mother. His wedding was just hours away so he closed the photo album, closed his eyes, and managed to force himself to sleep until the sound of the doorbell woke him.
He got up, rubbed his eyes, and slowly walked towards the door. It was seven in the morning and a delivery boy stood outside with a package from his mother’s nursing home. Kale unwrapped the present quickly and discovered a nice suit inside.
Did mom send this to me? Did she finally remember that it is my wedding day? Kale leaped to his feet in delight and dashed over to the mirror to try on the suit. However, as he was putting on the jacket, he noticed a strange bulge in his pocket. He reached into the coat pocket and found a letter inside. “Please open it before your wedding,” it read on the top. Kale recognized his mother’s handwriting and immediately opened the letter and began reading.
Kale discovered a letter in his suit pocket | Photo: Unsplash
“Dear Kale,” it began. “I’m glad you’ve found someone you love, but let me warn you…Moving forward with the idea of marriage is not going to be easy for you. That’s why I’m writing this letter to you before it’s too late.”
“First of all, have a wonderful wedding, son. I came across your wedding invitation today. Thanks for leaving it with the nurse. I really want to see you get married, irrespective of whether I’ll be able to recognize you or not. The nurse here thinks it’s a miracle that I remembered you when I saw the wedding invite. I wish this miracle could last a little longer so that I could remember everything.
“But in any case, please remember that I’m always there with you. Please love your wife and take good care of her. Marriage is a sacred relationship, but it’s not a bed of roses. There’ll be ups and downs, but in a relationship, the heart for understanding each other is the most important.
“Also, keep in mind, son, that you now hold not just a wife and a beloved woman, but the most valuable treasure. So try and help her; she is a fragile woman who may appear strong from the outside, but just like everyone else, even she needs support. And please, don’t quarrel over petty things such as money. Money is not more important than love and relationships.
“Love your wife, try to understand her, and admire her. When she looks at you with love in her eyes, look at her with the same feeling. Every quarrel, like every hurtful word, has the potential to pierce the heart. Don’t let that come in between you two and destroy your family. Do not pursue other women; you have made a decision to pursue her, so don’t look back and be the man of her dreams. I hope you’d be as wonderful a husband as you are a son. With love, Mom.”
Lilian attended Kale’s wedding | Photo: Shutterstock
Kale’s eyes welled up as he finished reading the letter. He quickly got ready and went to the nursing home to meet his mother. Unfortunately, Lilian didn’t recognize him, but he decided to bring her to the wedding as she’d desired.
He went out and bought her a lovely gown and asked the nurse to get her ready. Lilian arrived at the wedding venue in a wheelchair, completely unaware of her surroundings, but tears welled up in her eyes when she heard her son say, “I do!” Perhaps, just for a moment, she did recognize her son and his future wife.
What can we learn from this story?
- Love and respect your parents. Kale loved his mother and never left her alone, despite her condition. All of us should try to be like that.
- Miracles do happen. Lilian had almost forgotten about his son, but she remembered him one day and wrote him a touching letter.
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My Husband Left Me and Our Baby at the Airport and Took a Solo Vacation, He Deeply Regrets It Now
My husband left me and our baby, Sophia, alone at the airport to go on a vacation by himself. He thought he was going to relax, but his trip quickly turned into a disaster that would make his return home even worse. As I stood at the airport, Sophia cried loudly in my arms. My head throbbed, and I couldn’t help but wonder where Ryan was. I gently rocked her, telling her that Daddy would be back soon, even though I felt increasingly anxious.
Then, my phone pinged with a message from Ryan. He sent a selfie of himself looking happy on the plane, with a caption that said he couldn’t wait and needed this vacation. My heart sank. He had chosen to leave us without a second thought. I couldn’t believe it. Sophia’s cries intensified as if she could sense my frustration. I assured her that we were going home, but I was just as lost as she was.
The cab ride home felt surreal. I kept replaying Ryan’s message in my mind, feeling waves of anger crash over me. Once we were home, I put Sophia down for a nap and grabbed my phone, hesitating before dialing Ryan’s number. I realized I needed a plan first. After pacing the room and letting my ideas flow, I came up with a plan for revenge. I called Ryan’s hotel.
“Hello, Sunset Resort. How may I assist you?” asked a cheerful receptionist. I explained who I was and what had happened. The receptionist listened and eagerly agreed to help with my idea.
I arranged for Ryan to receive wake-up calls at all hours, surprise room service, and every tour possible. I felt a mix of guilt and excitement. Then, I went to our bedroom and packed up Ryan’s favorite things, his gaming console, vinyl records, and designer suits. If he wanted a solo vacation, he could live a solo life.
At the storage facility, I couldn’t help but laugh. Here I was, a new mom, putting my husband’s things in a locker like a jilted teenager. Back home, I called a locksmith for an urgent lock change. While waiting, I checked my phone again. Ryan had sent more pictures of himself enjoying the beach and fancy dinners, but he looked increasingly tired and annoyed.
The locksmith arrived and changed our locks, and I felt a flicker of doubt about my choices. But then I recalled Ryan’s selfish smile in that selfie, and my determination returned. The week passed with me taking care of Sophia while Ryan sent frustrated messages, asking why he was being disturbed at his hotel. I ignored them, letting him stew in his own choices.
Finally, it was time for his return. I picked him up at the airport, where he greeted me sheepishly, saying he missed us. I remained quiet, asking him about his vacation. He sighed, mentioning it was “interesting”. The drive home was tense and silent. As we arrived, he noticed the front door looked different.
He tried his key, but it wouldn’t work. Confusion spread across his face as he turned to me, asking what was happening. I simply said that his key didn’t work anymore because of his decision to leave us. Ryan’s face paled. He tried to explain that it was a misunderstanding and that he didn’t realize how upset I would be. I pointed out that he had left me and our baby at the airport.
He admitted it was selfish and stupid, but wanted to talk inside. I refused, saying his belongings were in storage until he learned to appreciate us. Ryan was desperate and confused, pleading for a chance to talk. I hesitated, feeling torn between my anger and lingering love.
Finally, I agreed to let him talk for five minutes. We sat on the porch steps, with Sophia babbling between us. Ryan took a deep breath and admitted he had messed up. He had panicked because of stress and didn’t know how to face the situation.
As he spoke, my anger began to fade, but I questioned how I could trust him again after what he did. He acknowledged how hurtful his actions were and shared that he missed us every moment. Sophia reached out for Ryan, and I instinctively handed her to him. He held her tightly, expressing his regret. Watching them together, my heart softened.
Ryan promised he would do whatever it took to fix things. I told him it wouldn’t be easy, but he was willing to work on it. I picked Sophia back up and said he could come inside, but he would sleep on the couch, and we’d start couples therapy right away. He looked relieved and promised to make it up to us.
As we walked inside, I reminded him to check his credit card statement since I had ordered those surprise tours. Ryan groaned, but a smile crept onto his face, acknowledging he deserved it.
In the following months, we worked hard in therapy, addressing past issues and slowly rebuilding our trust. One night, while putting Sophia to bed together, Ryan thanked me for giving him another chance. I replied that everyone makes mistakes, and what matters is learning from them.
He hugged me and promised that our next family vacation would be perfect. I suggested we start with a picnic in the park. Standing there, watching our daughter sleep, I realized that even after significant betrayals, strong bonds could form if both people are willing to put in the effort.
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