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.
My Fiancé Abandoned Me and His Twin Daughters on Vacation, Leaving a Note: ‘I Have to Disappear. Soon, You’ll Understand’
When I agreed to go on vacation with my fiancé and his twin daughters, I thought we were celebrating a fresh start. Instead, I returned from the resort’s pool to a mysterious note that confused me more than ever. When we went back home, a shocking surprise awaited.
I met Matt three years ago at a charity event. He was charming and confident and had this soft spot for his daughters that instantly melted my heart. Ella and Sophie, his five-year-old twins, were the sweetest little girls.
A happy blonde man in his 30s running in the park with his twin daughters | Source: Midjourney
They’d lost their mother at the age of one, and Matt had done a marvelous job at raising them to be polite little girls.
I didn’t have much experience with kids, but those two made it easy. They’d run up to me with school stories whenever I was around, and before I knew it, they’d wormed their way into my heart.
One evening, after a particularly long day at work, Matt showed up at my apartment with the girls in tow. They were holding handmade cards with glitter and stickers.
Twin blonde girls, 5 years old, smile while holding cards in the living room | Source: Midjourney
“We wanted to surprise you!” Ella beamed, thrusting the card into my hands. Inside, it read, “Thank you for being part of our family.”
I was speechless. Before Matt, I had dated men who were incredibly afraid of commitment. Truly. I was a magnet for those. I’d had so many bad dates that I can’t remember them all. But at that moment, looking at my boyfriend’s glowing eyes and his little girls, I felt pure warmth. I loved all three of them.
A black-haired woman in her 30s frowning at a man on a bad date night in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
That’s why there was really no other answer than “YES!” when Matt proposed after a special dinner that his daughters helped prepare around a week later. My life was coming together at last, and I couldn’t wait to get started, so I moved into Matt’s house as soon as I could.
Then, I started wedding planning. I had particular ideas about flowers, my dress, the girls’ gowns, and the venue. I’m a type-A kind of person, so I was really in the zone, but Matt got overwhelmed after a couple of months.
A black-haired woman in her 30s sits on the floor in front of the couch in the living room with flowers and samples on the coffee table smiling | Source: Midjourney
“Let’s take a break before the chaos hits,” Matt suggested one night in our bed. “A family vacation, just the four of us. It’ll be our little escape before the big day.”
I wasn’t eager to leave when there was so much to do, plus our work, but I agreed. He needed it badly. We booked a trip to a cozy island resort.
The first two days were magical. Ella and Sophie couldn’t stop giggling as they splashed in the pool, and I loved watching them build sandcastles with Matt on the beach.
Twin blonde girls, 5 years old, smiling and building a sandcastle on the beach | Source: Midjourney
“Dorothy, look!” Sophie yelled, pointing at a sandcastle she’d decorated with shells. “Isn’t it pretty?”
“It’s beautiful,” I told her, snapping a picture with my phone.
Matt walked up, brushing sand off his hands. “You ready for some ice cream, girls?”
“Yes!” they both screamed in unison, running ahead.
Matt slipped his arm around my shoulders. “This was a good idea. We needed this.”
I leaned into him. “Yeah, we really did.”
A black-haired woman and a blonde man in their 30s cuddle close on the beach | Source: Midjourney
I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop because I knew most people didn’t have this many picture-perfect family moments. And that came on our third afternoon at the resort.
Matt had wanted to stay back at the hotel that morning. He felt too tired, but the girls were buzzing for more time at the pool. So, I took them myself.
But by noon, Matt still hadn’t come down and wasn’t answering my calls, so I rounded up the girls and headed back to our floor.
A black-haired woman in her 30s walks worried down a hotel hallway with two twin girls in the background | Source: Midjourney
The girls chattered excitedly about the new friends they’d made at the pool. I barely registered their words as I unlocked the door to our room. Pushing it open, I froze.
I didn’t see anything amiss immediately. But my instincts told me something was wrong. I walked deeper inside and finally noticed that Matt’s suitcase was gone.
The room was perfectly polished and our beds made, meaning the cleaning service had stopped by. I went to the bathroom and only saw my things along with the girls’ stuff.
A tidy resort hotel room with two beds | Source: Midjourney
His clothes, toiletries, and even his phone charger had vanished.
“Dorothy, where’s Daddy?” Ella asked, tugging at my hand.
My heart raced as I shook my head, and finally, on the nightstand, I spotted a note: “I have to disappear. Soon, you’ll understand.”
I sat down heavily on the bed, the heavy paper trembling in my hands. Disappear? What did that even mean? Was he in danger? Were we?
“Dorothy, are you okay?” Sophie whispered, her big eyes filled with worry.
Twin girls, 5 years old, stand worried in a hotel resort room | Source: Midjourney
I forced a smile, trying to think quickly. What would any guardian do in this situation? Distract the girls.
“I’m fine, sweetie,” I replied. “Let’s get cleaned up and go downstairs for ice cream. Daddy is probably down there, too.”
The girls cheered and went to the bathroom together. That was good. They hadn’t seen my panic, and I couldn’t let them. Not yet. Not until I got some answers.
But Matt was truly gone, according to a nice bellhop who saw him with bags, hailing a cab. I tried calling, being as discreet as possible, but he still wasn’t answering his phone.
A worried blonde man in his 30s getting into a car | Source: Midjourney
Later, I finally managed to get the girls to sleep. I’d assured them that their dad had to go home early, but the lie left a bitter taste in my mouth. Alone on the balcony, I scrolled endlessly through my phone messages.
Still nothing from Matt. I started biting my nails, a habit that hadn’t surfaced in years, as my mind raced. Did he get cold feet? Was there something he wasn’t telling me?
Just in case, I called the front desk to ask if they’d heard from Matt. They hadn’t. I left more messages on his phone. Morning came, and there was nothing to do but pack up and go home.
A black-haired woman in her 30s packs clothes and carries a bag in a resort hotel room | Source: Midjourney
The plane ride was excruciating. Thankfully, the girls were occupied with their coloring books.
“Are we going to see Daddy when we get home?” Ella asked.
I swallowed hard. “I’m sure we will, sweetie.” I hated lying because I honestly had no idea what we were returning to.
When we finally landed, I was exhausted. The cab ride felt way too long, and I was so tired from the previous sleepless night that I fumbled with the keys several times, trying to unlock the door to our house while balancing our bags.
A woman’s hand holds keys in the lock of a front door | Source: Midjourney
“Come on, girls,” I called, yawning. “We’re home.”
But as I stepped inside, I stopped dead in my tracks.
In the middle of the living room, there was a bundle wrapped in a blanket. It was moving.
“What is that?” I whispered to myself.
Before I could react, the girls rushed past me.
“A puppy!” Ella squealed, dropping her backpack. “It’s a puppy!”
A Saint Bernard puppy wrapped in a blue blanket in the living room | Source: Midjourney
The bundle wriggled, and a tiny St. Bernard poked its head out, tail wagging furiously. Sophie knelt, giggling as the puppy licked her face.
“Can we keep him? Please, Dorothy?” Sophie begged, her eyes wide with excitement.
I was too stunned to answer. But then, I saw a note tucked into the puppy’s forgotten blanket and picked it up.
“Dorothy, I know this was sudden, and I probably acted too rashly, but let me explain. I was scrolling through my phone at the hotel when I saw my friend giving away pups online. I had to leave immediately to make sure this little guy would be ours.
A blonde man in his 30s sits on a hotel resort bed scrolling his phone smiling | Source: Midjourney
Remember the story you told me about your childhood St. Bernard, Max? I couldn’t pass up the chance to bring that joy back into your life, as you’ve brought love into our lives.
Thank you for caring so much about my daughters. Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for moving right in, and thank you for accepting to be ours forever. I’m sorry I didn’t explain before, but I got too excited. Please forgive me and give Max Jr. a little pet.”
A happy Saint Bernard puppy with its tongue lolling out in the living room | Source: Midjourney
I sank onto the couch, shaking my head as my whole body felt relieved. My goofy fiancé had scared me half to death! But he’d done it for a beautiful reason.
Max. I hadn’t thought about him in years. When I was four, Max saved me from drowning during a family picnic. That dog was my hero, my protector. Losing him to old age had been devastating.
And now, Max Jr. was here, wagging his tail and making the girls laugh.
“Dorothy, what’s wrong?” Ella asked, her eyes shining.
Twin girls, 5 years old, smile with a Saint Bernard puppy in the living room | Source: Midjourney
I spoke through a thick throat. “Nothing, sweetheart. I’m just… surprised.”
A few minutes later, the front door creaked open. Matt stepped inside, looking sheepish and carrying a bag of puppy supplies.
“Surprise?” he said tentatively.
I stood up and ran to him, not knowing if I wanted to throttle him for scaring me or kiss him senselessly. Kissing him won out.
A couple in their 30s embrace in the living room, content | Source: Midjourney
“You could’ve told me! Do you have any idea what I’ve been through?” I whispered, breathless after our lips parted.
“I know, and I’m sorry,” Matt said, his arms tightening around my waist. “But I couldn’t risk someone else adopting all the dogs before I had a chance. I had to return yesterday.”
Just then, the girls ran over, Max Jr. bounding after them.
“Daddy, you got us the puppy?” Ella asked, beaming.
We separated, and Matt crouched down, ruffling their hair. “Yes, baby! What do you think? Good surprise?”
A blonde man in his 30s with twin girls, 5 years old, smiling happily while looking at a puppy in the living room | Source: Midjourney
“The best!” Sophie answered instead and hugged him tightly.
Her sister joined their embrace, and that’s why I couldn’t stay mad. Seeing the joy on their faces melted my frustration. Still, I wasn’t going to let him off the hook that easily.
“You owe me big time,” I warned, poking him in the chest.
Matt grinned. “Deal.”
We spent the rest of the evening playing with Max Jr. He chased the girls around the yard, barking happily, and curled up on the couch with us for a movie night.
A black-haired woman in her 30s curls up with a sleeping Saint Bernard puppy on the couch while watching TV | Source: Midjourney
Later, the puppy joined Matt and me in our bed, where he would sleep for the rest of his wonderful, amazing life.
Also, Matt paid what he owed me, so to speak… by giving me the best life possible.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.
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