Bride Doesn’t Want Her Dad in Wheelchair to Walk Her Down the Aisle until She Sees Him on TV — Story of the Day

A woman doesn’t want her father to walk her down the aisle because she is embarrassed by his wheelchair. However, when she sees him on TV a few days before the wedding, she regrets her decision and changes her mind.

When Lisa Terrell’s mother died when she was just two years old, her father, Edward, took up her care. Caroline Terrell had died in a terrible hurricane that hit their town years ago, demolishing their home and leaving Edward in a wheelchair due to a severe injury.

Nonetheless, nothing could stop Edward from raising Lisa with love and giving her the finest of everything. He was a well-known journalist and began working remotely following his injury to provide for them.

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However, most people in Lisa’s life were unaware she had a father until he paid her a surprise visit at her school one day.

Lisa had always told her friends that her father was too busy to spend time with her, which is why he never attended school functions or parent meetings. However, the reality was that the invitations never made it to Edward since Lisa was embarrassed by him and didn’t want her friends to see him.

She adored him as a youngster, but as she grew up, the image of her father in a wheelchair mortified her and wrecked her relationship with him.

She was confused as she looked at the television and noticed her father sitting alongside the host.

Still, Edward never reneged on his duties. He was always there for his daughter and saved enough money to send her to a top university.

On the other hand, Lisa did not want him by his side. In fact, when she met her boyfriend, Harrison, at university, and they decided to marry after graduation, she didn’t want Edward to be there for the wedding.

As a result, she freaked out when Harrison asked her to invite Edward to dinner at his parents’ place. His parents were wealthy and of the upper crust. What would they think if they saw an elderly man in their home in a wheelchair? Lisa was ashamed by the very thought of it.

However, based on Harrison’s enthusiasm in inviting Edward to dinner, Lisa realized she didn’t have an out this time. So she had to fake a grin and say she’d ask Edward if he was free.

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When Lisa told Edward about the invitation to dinner, he was more than just free. He was overjoyed for Lisa for finding someone who adored her.

On the night of the dinner, he dressed nicely in a suit and Harrison’s family received him warmly. The young man’s parents were impressed that Edward had reared a daughter on his own. Besides, Edward had a wonderful sense of humor, and everyone had a great time at the dinner. Everyone except Lisa, whose cheeks were flushed crimson with shame the entire time since the man in a wheelchair was her father…

A few weeks before the wedding, Lisa made up her mind. She confronted Edward one night over dinner and notified him that he would not be on the wedding guest list.

“Dad, I wanted to talk to you about the wedding,” she began, glancing at her plate and moving her fork around the spaghetti.

“Yes? What exactly is it, honey?” Edward inquired. “Is there something bugging you about the wedding, the expenses? If that’s the case, I have some bonds that we could use. After all, I did keep it for you…”

“No, dad! It’s just that,” Lisa paused for a moment, “Harrison and I intend to hold the wedding here in New York, but the problem is that we’re having it at one of the city’s largest hotels, and… I just thought it would be best if you didn’t attend the event. You know, there would be way too many guests!”

Edward’s smile vanished as he stared at Lisa, speechless. “I – I don’t understand…What’s the problem?”

Lisa sighed and fixed her gaze on him. “Look, Dad, it’s just that… The guests will be exclusive, and they’re all businessmen and high-class people. Imagine a man in a wheelchair walking his daughter down the aisle in front of them… I don’t know…It’s just weird.”

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“A man in a wheelchair is weird?” Edward’s eyes welled up. He couldn’t believe Lisa was indirectly cutting him off the wedding guest list. But he grasped the cue and forced a grin, hiding his tears from her.

“Is that it? Oh, you’re right! After all, this old age is catching up with me,” he said, faking a laugh. “I may not be able to handle such a large gathering. It’s ok – it’s ok!”

“Thanks for understanding, dad,” Lisa said bluntly and went away to her room. Before dissing Edward, she didn’t think twice about all the years of love and care he’d given her, but eventually, she regretted it.

A few days later, she was watching a show titled “American Heroes” on TV when the emcee announced Edward’s name. She was confused as she looked at the television and noticed her father sitting alongside the host.

Soon after, the camera focused on a screen that displayed images of Edward in a wheelchair and the hurricane that had hit their town years before. He turned out to be one of the brave journalists who had managed to save his family and help his neighbors throughout the disaster.

Edward had a solemn expression as he narrated the whole story of how he’d managed to help people, especially his family.

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“I will never forget that day. It was terrible… we lost practically everything,” he explained. “My wife died in the accident, and my daughter was just two years old at the time. As the debris surrounding us fell, I noticed my daughter standing right there…underneath that spot where it was falling.

“I went to save her and took her into my arms, but as I ran, a large section of the ceiling cracked and crashed on my back, causing a spine injury that prevented me from walking again.”

Lisa’s jaw sank to the floor, and her tears welled up when she heard that. “Dad saved me?” she was shocked.

“It was hard for me,” Edward continued. “But you know, you can’t really avoid your fate. So I gathered courage, knowing I just couldn’t give up in life, especially because I know I had a daughter who was now reliant on her father.”

Lisa was utterly embarrassed about herself at this point. She cried after Edward’s interview, cursing herself for being a terrible daughter, and decided to make it up to him.

So on her wedding day, she did walk down the aisle with Edward, but before the wedding ceremony began, she needed to tell the guests something VERY important…

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As she took the microphone near the altar, she approached Edward, who was sitting among the guests, fell on her knees, and hugged him. “I know this is one of the most important days of my life, and I’ve been waiting for it for so long!” she cried, holding his hands in hers. “But none of this would have been possible if my father had not been by my side.”

“Ever since mom passed away, I never saw dad saying even once how hard it was for him to raise me alone. He did have hard days, but he never showed me the slightest hint of it. But what did I do? I was about to remove him from the wedding list because I was embarrassed about him being in a wheelchair. Yes, that’s right!”

“If only I had known that dad is in a wheelchair because he injured his back while saving me, I’d have never ever done that. I have been horrible to the man who loves me the most!”

“So I’d like to apologize to him in front of everyone today. I apologize for being the worst daughter to you, dad,” she said, facing him. “You can hate me for the rest of my life. I am sorry.”

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Unsplash

Edward wasn’t expecting Lisa to own her mistake publicly. He was surprised but at the same time overcome with emotions at seeing his daughter realize her error, so he forgave her.

“Oh, come here,” he cried, embracing her. “Everyone makes mistakes,” he said. “But if you recognize them and work to fix them, you should be forgiven.”

Everyone was moved to tears and applauded the heartwarming reunion.

What can we learn from this story?

  • Love and respect your parents because they go above and beyond for you. Liza realized this when she heard her father’s story on TV and apologized to him for being rude.
  • Everyone makes mistakes, and if they realize it, they should be forgiven. Edward forgave her daughter when he saw she felt guilty for what she’d done.

3 Incredible Stories Shared by Stewardesses from the Business Class Cabin

Have you ever wondered what wild secrets fly above the clouds in business class? Stewardesses are the ultimate keepers of sky-high stories, and their tales range from the heartwarming surprises to jaw-dropping twists that you’d never expect.

In this collection, we’re peeking into the fascinating world of the business class cabin where the drinks flow, the demands are high, and no two flights are ever the same.

So sit back, fasten your seatbelt, and enjoy these three unforgettable stories shared by flight attendants who’ve seen it all from 30,000 feet.

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Two smiling flight attendants | Source: Midjourney

Millionaire Mocks Poor Woman with 3 Kids on Business Class Flight until Pilot Interrupts Him

From the moment the mother with three little kids boarded, I could tell it was her first time in business class. The way she guided the kids, eyes wide with excitement, reminded me of my own first flight years ago.

But while I was all set to make their experience great, the man in the next seat was far from pleased.

“Are you kidding me?” he scoffed as she took the seat beside him, wrangling her bags and kids with the careful grace that only a mom could manage.

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A mom with three kids in an airplane | Source: Midjourney

“Miss,” he barked at me. “You’re really letting them sit here?”

“Sir, these seats are hers. She has every right to sit here,” I said, offering him my calmest smile, but he just rolled his eyes.

He didn’t let up, not even when she apologized for the trouble.

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A smiling flight attendant | Source: Midjourney

“Oh, trust me, I have a meeting to join on this flight,” he grumbled. “And I’m going to need silence. Absolute silence. These kids won’t be silent, I can tell.”

I watched as the woman settled her kids, motioning for them to stay quiet. They did their best, though the youngest couldn’t help the occasional squeal of excitement when he saw the clouds out of the window.

Still, the businessman acted like they were playing drums in his ears, dramatically sighing every few minutes.

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A grumpy business man | Source: Midjourney

About an hour into the flight, I brought him his coffee and cookies, trying to smooth things over.

“Thank you, miss,” he said with a dismissive tone, barely looking up. I gave the kids fruit cups, thinking that they would be the quietest snacks for them. I didn’t want the businessman to lash out at them over nothing.

But when his conference call ended, he seemed pleased enough to answer when the mother leaned over to ask about the designs in his notebook.

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Fruit cups in an airplane | Source: Midjourney

“Oh, those?” he chuckled. “My company makes fabrics. Real fabrics,” he added, eyeing her clothes in a snooty way that made my stomach twist.

She looked down, fiddling with a bracelet on her wrist, trying to brush off his words.

“Actually,” she said softly, “I own a small boutique in Texas. We make a lot of our own designs. It’s nothing compared to what you do, I’m sure. But it’s something that I’m proud of.”

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A woman looking out of an airplane window | Source: Midjourney

“Oh, I’m sure it is,” he sneered. “But you see, I just closed a million-dollar deal with one of the biggest design firms in the world. International Fashion Week big. I doubt a… boutique can even imagine what that’s like.”

He said the word “boutique” like it was a dirty word, and I could see her cheeks color.

But she didn’t snap back at him. Instead, she just nodded.

“Well, congratulations, sir,” she said simply.

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A business man sitting in an airplane | Source: Midjourney

I admired her patience. I was about to check on her when the captain’s voice came over the speaker.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we’re beginning our descent to JFK,” he announced. “I’d also like to thank my beautiful wife, Debbie, and our three kids, who are here with us today. Deb, I couldn’t have done this without you.”

I glanced over at the woman and watched her eyes widen in shock. Her hand flew to her mouth as her cheeks flushed with surprise. She turned to her kids, who were giggling in excitement.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

“And a special thank you to our passengers in first class. Thank you for making my family’s first business class flight one to remember. She has taken a huge leap of faith today, as it’s my first flight back after a long break. Deb, you’re my rock.”

The entire cabin was silent as the captain emerged from the cockpit. He held a small ring box, grinning ear-to-ear as he knelt before her.

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A pilot holding a ring box | Source: Midjourney

“Debbie,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “Will you spend forever with me… again? And, don’t worry! My co-pilot is in charge of the plane!”

Passengers clapped, and I caught more than a few teary smiles.

“Yes!” Debbie exclaimed.

As for the businessman? He just sat there, gaping. His smug expression was nowhere in sight. And I couldn’t resist glancing at him, raising my brow. Soon, the flight’s descent was over, and we were almost ready to disembark.

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A business man looking out of a window in an airplane | Source: Midjourney

“You know,” Debbie said, turning to the businessman. “Not everyone values money above all else. Some of us just value the people we love. And that? That’s something money can’t buy.”

I watched her gather her children and walk off with her husband, leaving the businessman looking small in a way I doubted he’d ever felt before.

As for me, I couldn’t help but smile. Not all stories end perfectly, but this one?

It was as close as it gets.

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A smiling flight attendant | Source: Midjourney

Woman Leaves Newborn on Business Class Plane Seat, Decides to Find Him 13 Years Later

From the moment I spotted the baby left behind on that business class seat, something inside me knew he’d been abandoned.

Working as a flight attendant, I’d encountered plenty of unusual situations, but never had I found a tiny newborn left alone, bundled in a soft blue blanket with nothing but a note beside him.

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A newborn baby in an airplane | Source: Midjourney

I remember how quiet the cabin felt as I read it. The handwriting was shaky, but her words were clear:

I’m a young mother who just cannot provide a good life for him. Please, take him in, cherish him… I’ve started calling him Matthew. But that’s not important… Just make sure that his last name is Harris.

My heart twisted as I held him. It was such a raw and heartbreaking choice for a mother to make.

A flight attendant holding a baby | Source: Midjourney

A flight attendant holding a baby | Source: Midjourney

I didn’t know her story, but I knew in that moment that I wanted to be part of this baby’s life. I didn’t have any children of my own, and when I looked into his tiny, sleeping face, I felt an overwhelming urge to protect him.

My husband, Deon, and I had always dreamed of adopting, and I felt that maybe, somehow, fate had put him in our lives.

The adoption process was long and complex, but we named him Matthew, just as his mother had named him, and we kept Harris as his second name. Deon wanted us to give him our name.

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A baby in a crib | Source: Midjourney

“Lincy,” he said, “this is our son now. As much as his birth mother wanted Harris to be his last name, she’s not here. We can compromise and give it to him as a second name. But Thomas will be his last name.”

It was also important to us that Matthew grew up knowing about his mother’s note. When he was thirteen, I finally shared that part of his story.

Our boy took it well, nodding thoughtfully as he held the note.

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A little boy sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

“Did she love me?” he asked, and I could only tell him what I believed was true.

“Yes, my love,” I said. “She loved you enough to make the hardest choice of all.”

Years passed, and Matthew thrived. He excelled in school, made friends easily, and became the center of our world.

But I could always sense a lingering curiosity in him about where he came from, a desire to fill in the missing pieces.

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A little boy sitting in a classroom | Source: Midjourney

Then, one afternoon, my phone rang. I was on holiday, finally choosing to be on the ground instead of in the skies. It was an unknown caller, but when I picked up, a nervous voice stammered.

“Is this Lincy? The flight attendant? I think… I think you adopted my son.”

There was a pause as my heart skipped a beat. For the past thirteen years, this was a call that I had feared.

“Yes, Matthew? He’s my son now.”

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A woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

The woman on the other end introduced herself as Rhonda. She sounded relieved and terrified all at once. She told me her story in halting sentences: how she’d left her father’s house when she got pregnant at nineteen, been rejected by her boyfriend, and how she struggled alone in New York City.

She said she regretted leaving Matthew every single day but had never had the means to find him until now.

“Would you allow me to meet him?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper. “Just once. I just want him to know why I did what I did.”

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A woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

I hesitated but finally agreed. I could tell that this was something Matthew needed, too, even if he didn’t know it yet.

A week later, we arranged a meeting at a quiet café. When Rhonda walked in, she looked nervous and held a small photo album in her hands. Matthew looked her over, curious but guarded.

I didn’t know what to expect, but I could feel my heart in my throat as I watched them. I would have rather sat through turbulence than this.

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The interior of a coffee shop | Source: Midjourney

“Hi, Matthew,” Rhonda began. “I’m… the woman who left you on that plane. I know it’s unforgivable, but I did it because I thought you’d have a better life without me.”

Matthew sat quietly for a moment.

“Why didn’t you just try to raise me?” he asked.

Rhonda’s eyes filled with tears.

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An upset woman sitting in a coffee shop | Source: Midjourney

“I was homeless, my father kicked me out. I had no support. I didn’t know how I’d survive, let alone care for you. But it’s something I regret every day.”

The tension eased slightly, and I watched as they spoke.

As we left, Matthew gave her a small nod.

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A boy sitting at a coffee shop | Source: Midjourney

“Thanks… for coming back, I guess,” he said.

Today, Matthew is twenty-three, and he’s grown into an incredible young man. He’s forgiven Rhonda, even if I’m the only one he calls “Mom.”

I love my job; it’s been rewarding in many ways. But when I applied for a job as a flight attendant, I would never have guessed that I would find my son on a plane.

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A smiling young man | Source: Midjourney

I Served a Rich Couple on a Plane, Next Day My Mom Introduced Me to Her Young Fiancé from the Same Plane

As a flight attendant, I’ve seen my share of surprises, but nothing like this. High above the clouds, I served a sharply dressed man, Edwin, and his stunning date, Isabella, in business class.

He gifted her a necklace in a velvet box, and I remember how her eyes sparkled as he fastened it around her neck. They looked like a picture-perfect couple.

I remember wondering if I would ever find such a love in my life.

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For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

“Thank you for making this flight special,” Edwin said to me with a warm smile, slipping me a generous tip.

The next day, I visited my mom, and she greeted me with a surprise of her own.

“Kristi, meet my fiancé, Edwin!” she exclaimed.

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For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

My heart nearly stopped as that same Edwin from the previous day stepped forward, wearing the same charming smile from the flight.

“Nice to meet you, Kristi,” he said, shaking my hand like we were strangers.

I forced a smile, wondering how to tell my mom that her new fiancé was a complete fraud.

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A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

Over dinner, Edwin shared stories of his “travels,” but every time I pressed for details, he’d brush them off with a laugh.

“The past is the past, ladies,” he’d say, making me even more suspicious. Later, I pulled Mom aside on the balcony, needing to say something.

“Mom, Edwin’s lying to you,” I said. “I saw him yesterday with another woman on my flight. He gave her jewelry, called her his ‘gorgeous Isabella,’ and the works. You’re not the only one he’s seeing.”

Food on a table | Source: Midjourney

Food on a table | Source: Midjourney

My mom’s face hardened.

“Kristi, you’re being ridiculous. Edwin loves me, and maybe you’re just not ready for me to move on after your father.”

“Mom, please,” I said. “He’s scamming you! We know nothing about him.”

But she just turned away, dismissing me.

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An upset woman standing on a balcony | Source: Midjourney

As fate would have it, Isabella tracked me down later that week having lost an earring on the flight, and remembered that I had taken care of her while on board.

I met her at one of the airport’s cafés, where she confirmed my fears.

“He asked me for money for an ’emergency,’” she said. “I was about to help him.”

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An airport café | Source: Midjourney

We hatched a plan to catch him in the act. The next evening, at an upscale restaurant where Edwin was meeting Isabella, I posed as a waitress.

My heart raced as I approached their table, refilling his wine and “accidentally” spilling some on him.

“Watch it!” he snapped, barely glancing at me.

Spilled wine on a table | Source: Midjourney

Spilled wine on a table | Source: Midjourney

But during the commotion, I’d swapped his phone for a decoy, using the opportunity to go through his messages. Sure enough, his phone was filled with dating profiles and messages to other women.

But Edwin noticed his phone was gone, and he also noticed where I was hiding.

“I know you took it!” he barked, rounding in on me.

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A woman holding a phone | Source: Midjourney

“I’m not letting you fool my mother,” I said, staring him down.

But Edwin only smirked.

“Your mother’s an adult. She knows what she wants.”

Days later, as Edwin prepared to marry my mom in a small chapel, I watched from outside, defeated. My mother had refused to listen to me.

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The interior of a chapel | Source: Midjourney

But then, one by one, the women he’d deceived arrived, led by Isabella. They stormed the chapel in a fury.

“Scammer!” they echoed as they walked in.

Edwin tried to run but was swarmed by angry women hurling shoes and purses. In the end, my mom couldn’t even look at me as she left in tears. But I knew one thing for sure: Edwin would never scam another woman again.

An upset bride | Source: Midjourney

An upset bride | Source: Midjourney

These stories remind us that what happens mid-flight is rarely just about the journey… it’s about unexpected connections, hidden truths, and moments that change lives.

Next time you’re up in the clouds, just imagine the stories the person next to you might be bringing along.

If you’ve enjoyed this compilation, here’s another one for you |

3 Heart-Wrenching Stories About Little Kids Who Were Abandoned

What would drive a parent to abandon their own child? Journey with us through three gripping stories that unveil the raw emotions and unimaginable choices parents made. From the confines of a plane seat to the sterile walls of a hospital, witness the heart-wrenching decisions and the unyielding hope for redemption.

Life often presents us with impossible choices. In these three stories, we explore how certain difficult circumstances make people abandon their kids.

Prepare for an emotional rollercoaster as we go through the lives of three parents who had to part ways with their children.

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For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

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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