Dad Takes Disabled Daughter to Prom, Finds $10K Check for ‘Dad of the Year’ in Mailbox Later — Story of the Day

A disabled girl who falls behind without a prom date is in for a surprise when her dad takes her to the prom. The reward he gets the next day in recognition of his love for his child transforms their lives.

“Molly, look! Your dad’s here!” someone from the funeral told the 17-year-old girl who was mourning over her mother Daisy’s coffin.

Danny, Molly’s dad, and her mom had divorced ten years ago. Since then, Molly had only heard terrible things about her father—like he was a ‘drunkard’ and such.

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Though Molly didn’t have any bitterness towards Danny, she often missed their dad-daughter connection. But after her mom’s funeral, things were going to change for Molly…

“Hey, sweetheart!” Danny greeted his daughter and hugged her before placing a wreath on his ex-wife’s coffin.

“Sir, is that truck yours? It’s blocking half the parking. You mind moving it?” a guest asked Danny, who was a truck driver.

“Yeah, that’s ma truck. Gimme a second. I’ve just met ma daughter. Hope ya understand. Thank ya!”

Danny was delighted to meet Molly. The only link he had with her all these years was through the child support he paid for her. Daisy never allowed him to see Molly because she feared he would become a bad influence.

The funeral was over, and everybody left. Danny packed all of Molly’s stuff and told her they were going to his house.

“A parcel? Who sent it?” he wondered. A card on it read: “For Dad of the Year”

“But why, dad? I can’t leave this house. Mom and I lived here. It’s filled with our memories.”

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Molly frowned because Danny wouldn’t listen. He knew he could not leave his daughter alone, particularly considering she often used a wheelchair when she didn’t need crutches. Due to an underlying condition she had developed in her left leg when she was six, Molly limped.

Two days later, Molly moved in with her dad. Though the house was compact and untidy, it comforted her and made her feel loved and included.

As days passed, Danny had difficulty doing things for Molly. Since he never saw her grow up, he did not know how to tackle most things, like braiding her hair, for example. He learned how to do it by watching online videos. But that was not all.

He vacated his bedroom so that Molly would have a nice space to sleep. He even bought a fluffy new bed so that she could rest well. Danny did everything on his end to make his daughter feel at home, but if there was something he kept a secret, it was his constant disappearance at night.

Molly had no idea where her dad had been going at night after she fell asleep. She could only guess he was loitering with his friends in the pub, just as her mother often told her.

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A few days later, Molly stepped down from the school bus and entered their home, crying. She found the door was locked. There was a note tucked behind a plant. “The keys are under the pot. I will be back soon. See ya! – Dad.”

Molly scowled and recalled her mother telling her about her dad’s ‘odd’ habits in the evenings. She frowned thinking her father was out drinking at four in the afternoon.

Hours passed, but Danny never returned home. Molly cooked herself pasta, leaving some for her dad. Then she lay on her bed crying.

“If only I was normal, I wouldn’t be the odd one out. I would have found a date for the prom.”

It turned out that Molly’s teacher had informed them about their upcoming senior prom. All her classmates had found prom dates except for Molly. Nobody was interested in taking her. She figured—who would want to dance with someone with a limp?

Molly cried so loudly that Danny heard her as soon as he arrived home.

“What happened, darling? Why are you crying?”

Molly told him about the prom. “I don’t have a date. I even asked some boys if one of them would at least dance with me during prom, but they refused and laughed. I don’t want to go to the prom, daddy! I want to be alone! Goodnight!”

Molly turned her back on Danny and pretended to sleep, tears soaking her pillow.

Danny couldn’t just leave his daughter in distress. The next day, he bought Molly a beautiful prom dress. And on prom day, Molly was in for a huge tear-jerking surprise. Her dad was taking her to prom.

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Senior students and their parents were flocking outside the hall when a loud screeching roar of an engine drew their attention.

Danny jumped down from the truck. He put a wheelchair on the lawn and helped Molly get out. He pushed the wheelchair on the red carpet as the gathering watched in amazement.

Danny hit the dance floor with his daughter as the music rolled. He lifted Molly and carried her around in circles, syncing with the melodious musical night. For a moment, Molly forgot that she had a disability and laughed her heart out as her dad kept swaying her in his arms.

“My dad is my real superhero. I love him more than anything else in this world. I feel blessed and proud to say I’m his daughter,” Molly cried to her friends after the dance.

Meanwhile, Danny became the show stealer. All the parents flocked around him to praise and applaud him. Danny then shared a bit about himself and his daughter, knowing little about how that evening would soon change their lives.

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Danny and Molly returned home, talking about the fun they had. Then Danny put Molly to sleep in her bedroom and silently crept out of the house.

It turned out Danny had been working a second job as a caregiver at a local nursing home. Besides his part-time day gig as a truck driver, he worked overtime to save money for his daughter’s treatment. When Molly’s disability was diagnosed years ago, many told Danny and Daisy that she would never be able to walk.

But one doctor had assured them he would treat the girl and restore her ability to walk. So Danny quit partying in pubs with his friends and started working two jobs.

Daisy had misunderstood him and thought he was wasting his time at the pub. Danny tried explaining to her, but she never trusted him. Her constant doubts and heated arguments led to their split shortly after. Danny never bothered because he was only focused on saving money for Molly’s surgery and worked hard for the next several years.

It pained Danny whenever he recalled his past. Even that night, while driving to work, he could not shake his thoughts off the terrible things his ex-wife told him. He finished his shift and returned home, unprepared for the surprise that awaited him and Molly.

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That morning, when he returned home from work, Danny was in for a sweet surprise when he found a package in his mailbox.

“A parcel?? Who sent it?” he wondered. A card on it read: “Dad of the Year!”

Inside, Danny found a check for $10,000 and another note:

“Dear Danny, we hope this will improve your daughter’s life. Good luck with her surgery, and we hope you spend more time with her in the evenings. Best Wishes, Your Prom Buddies!”

Danny realized the parents he’d met the previous night were behind this. He shed tears of joy and shared the good news with Molly.

“Really?! My God, daddy…This is unbelievable!” She laughed and cried on his shoulders.

With the money Danny had saved and the $10,000 check, Molly got her surgery. It was successful, and gradually, she was able to walk without crutches.

Meanwhile, Danny quit his second job to spend more time with his daughter. She earned a scholarship to study architecture in another state and was set to leave in three months.

Danny wanted to make the best use of the available time he had with Molly. He taught her to cook, dance, cycle, and even run. He just wanted his daughter to live a normal life and never look back to the days when she was using a wheelchair and crutches.

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What can we learn from this story?

  • There is no stronger love in the world than a parent’s love. Danny walked the extra mile to help his daughter walk. He worked two jobs to save money for her surgery and even took her to prom when she did not have a date.
  • A father is always a superhero to their children. Even when everybody told Danny his daughter could never walk again, he did not lose hope and worked towards making her walk again. He was her true superhero and inspiration for life.

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I Walked into a Diner and Saw My First Love Sitting in the Corner in a Wedding Dress – What She Told Me Broke My Heart

I Walked into a Diner and Saw My First Love Sitting in the Corner in a Wedding Dress – What She Told Me Broke My Heart

When Jake walks into a diner and sees his high school love, Laura, in a wedding dress with a tear-streaked face, his world flips upside down. As Jake steps in to comfort her, they face unexpected emotions and unresolved feelings, reigniting old flames amidst new tensions.

What do you do when you see the love of your life in a wedding dress, looking like her world just ended? Well, that’s exactly what to me.

I walked into the diner, the same one I used to haunt during high school, expecting nothing more than a quick bite. But then I saw her, Laura, my high school sweetheart, and the love of my life.

A bride crying in a diner | Source: MidJourney

A bride crying in a diner | Source: MidJourney

She was sitting in the corner booth, dressed in a wedding gown, of all things, with a cheeseburger in front of her. Her eyes were red-rimmed, her makeup slightly smudged. My heart skipped a beat.

I stood there, frozen, as a wave of emotions crashed over me. Laura and I had been inseparable in high school. We went to different colleges, but she never left my mind. Seeing her now, like this, felt surreal.

I took a deep breath and walked over to her booth.

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Close up of a man’s face | Source: Pexels

“Laura?” My voice sounded steadier than I felt. She looked up, her eyes widening in surprise before softening into a sad smile.

“Jake,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I slid into the seat across from her. “What’s going on? Why are you here in a wedding dress?”

She took a deep breath, and for a moment, I thought she wouldn’t answer. Then she spoke, her words tumbling out in a rush.

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Man and a woman speaking | Source: MidJourney

“Dylan left me at the altar today. I couldn’t stand the humiliation, so I came here. This place… it’s where I always felt safe. Remember?”

I nodded, memories flooding back. We spent countless afternoons here, laughing, sharing secrets, and dreaming about the future. It was our sanctuary. Seeing her here now, in so much pain, felt like a punch to the gut.

“The wedding was supposed to be perfect,” she continued, her voice trembling. “But he didn’t show up. I couldn’t face everyone at the church, so I drove here.”

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A bride crying in a diner | Source: MidJourney

“I texted my friends and family that the reception is still happening,” she added. “I didn’t want all the planning to go to waste.”

I looked at her, at the vulnerability in her eyes, and my heart ached.

“Laura, I’m so sorry,” I said, reaching across the table to take her hand. “I can’t imagine how hard this must be for you.”

She gave a small, sad laugh. “It’s a nightmare. I just… I don’t know what to do.”

An idea sparked in my mind. Maybe it was crazy, but it felt right.

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Smiling man | Source: MidJourney

“You know what?” I said, squeezing her hand. “We should go to that reception. Together. The pain will pass, but the memories will stay. It might be weird, but it could also be fun. What do you say?”

Laura blinked, clearly taken aback. “Go to the reception? Like this?” She gestured to her dress.

“Yeah,” I said, grinning. “Like this. Let’s make the most of it. Besides, it sounds like one heck of a party.”

For the first time since I walked in, I saw a flicker of hope in her eyes.

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Close up of a woman’s eyes | Source: Pexels

She wiped away a tear and nodded slowly. “Okay, Jake. Let’s do it.”

We stood up, and I offered her my arm. As we walked out of the diner, side by side, I felt a strange mix of nostalgia and excitement. This might not be the day Laura had planned, but maybe it could still be special.

People at the venue greeted our arrival with an awkward mix of surprise and support. Laura, still in her wedding dress, looked stunning yet heartbroken. Me, in my jeans and t-shirt, probably looked like I had just wandered in from another planet.

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A wedding reception | Source: MidJourney

As the evening wore on, the initial tension faded. The DJ began playing music, and slowly, people started to dance. It was weird at first, celebrating a wedding without a groom, but then, something magical happened.

The awkwardness melted away, replaced by laughter and dancing. I found myself at the center of it, next to Laura, making jokes and reliving old high school memories.

“Remember that time we snuck into the movie theater?” I asked, grinning at Laura.

She laughed, a genuine, carefree sound that made my heart skip a beat.

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Casually dressed man speaking to the bride at a reception | Source: MidJourney

“I still can’t believe we didn’t get caught. You were terrible at whispering.”

“Hey, I prefer the term ‘enthusiastic storyteller,’” I retorted, making her laugh even harder.

Before we knew it, the DJ announced the first slow dance. The lights dimmed, and a soft melody filled the room.

Laura turned to me, a question in her eyes. “Jake, will you dance with me?”

My throat went dry, but I managed to nod. “I’d be honored.”

We moved to the dance floor, and as I took her in my arms, the world seemed to blur around us.

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A casually dressed man dancing with the bride at a reception | Source: MidJourney

Laura rested her head on my shoulder, and I could feel the tension in her body slowly dissipate. We swayed to the music, lost in our own little bubble.

“Thank you for being here,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the music.

“Always,” I replied, my heart pounding.

The reception was in full swing when the last person I ever expected to see walked in: Laura’s ex-fiancé. Dressed in a suit, he looked disheveled and desperate. The room seemed to freeze as he made his way toward Laura and me.

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A slightly disheveled groom | Source: MidJourney

I could feel Laura stiffen beside me, her hand clutching mine a little tighter.

“Laura, can we talk?” Dylan’s voice was shaky, eyes pleading.

Laura took a deep breath and stepped forward, her grip on my hand loosening. “What do you want?” she asked, her voice steady but cold.

“I’m so sorry,” he began, his eyes darting around, avoiding her gaze. “I panicked. I made a huge mistake. Please, forgive me.”

I watched as Laura’s face hardened. This was the moment she needed to confront, to get the closure she deserved.

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An angry bride shouting | Source: MidJourney

“Dylan, you left me at the altar. Do you have any idea how humiliating that was? How much that hurt?”

“I know, I know,” he stammered. “I was scared. But I realize now that I want to be with you. Please, give me another chance.”

Laura shook her head slowly. “Scared? You left me in the most vulnerable moment of my life. You don’t get to come back now and ask for forgiveness just because you regret it. You showed me who you are, and I deserve better.”

Dylan looked like he had been slapped. “Laura, please…”

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A man | Source: Pexels

“No,” she cut him off, her voice firm. “It’s too late. I’m done with you.” She turned away, her back straight and her head high, and walked toward me.

I felt a surge of pride as she stood tall. As Michael slunk away, I put my arm around Laura’s shoulders, guiding her outside where we could get some air. The night was cool, a welcome contrast to the heated emotions inside.

“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice soft.

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A serious man | Source: Pexels

Laura nodded, wiping a tear from her cheek. “Yeah, I think I am. It’s just… I needed to say that. To end it on my terms.”

“You were incredible in there,” I said, meaning every word. “You deserve someone who’ll be there for you, no matter what.”

She looked up at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Jake, I’m so grateful you’re here. You’ve always been there for me.”

I took a deep breath, my heart pounding. “Laura, there’s something I need to tell you. The timing is awful, but I have to get it out there…”

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A woman | Source: Pexels

“I never stopped loving you,” I confessed. “Not for a second. Seeing you today, I realized I can’t keep pretending otherwise.”

She stared at me, her eyes wide with surprise and something else: hope. “Jake, I… I feel the same way. I didn’t realize it until now, but I do.”

I moved closer, my hand gently cupping her cheek. “Laura,” I whispered, leaning in.

She closed the distance between us, her lips meeting mine in a tender, heart-stopping kiss. It felt like coming home, like everything had finally fallen into place.

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A couple shares a tender moment | Source: Pexels

When we pulled apart, we were both smiling, our foreheads resting against each other.

“I guess this party wasn’t such a disaster after all,” she said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and joy.

“No, not at all,” I replied, holding her close. “It’s just the beginning.”

And as we stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, I knew that whatever happened next, we would face it together.

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A couple | Source: Pexels

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