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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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Unsplash

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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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Unsplash

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.

A Blind Elderly Woman Asked Me to Walk Her Home — The Next Day, Her Sons Showed Up on My Doorstep with the Police

It started as an ordinary morning—a quiet goodbye to my father at the cemetery. But by the next day, I found myself sitting in a police station, accused of a crime I didn’t commit. All because of my kind gesture toward an elderly blind woman.

Grief has a peculiar way of dulling time. Days stretch into weeks, and yet, every memory feels as sharp as a blade. It had been six months since I lost my father, and though life went on, the pain lingered. I found solace in visiting his grave every week, sharing with him the things I could no longer say in life.

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Woman wearing a black dress at a gravesite | Source: Pexels

That morning, the air was crisp, a gentle breeze rustling through the cemetery’s towering oaks. I stood by his grave, holding a bouquet of white lilies, his favorite.

“Goodbye, Dad,” I whispered, brushing away a tear.

As I turned to leave, I noticed a frail figure standing a few rows away near a freshly dug grave. An elderly blind woman, dressed in a simple black dress, clutched a white cane. Her dark glasses hid her eyes, but the slump in her shoulders spoke volumes.

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Senior visually impaired woman | Source: Midjourney

“Excuse me, ma’am,” I said softly, approaching her. “Do you need help?”

She turned her head in my direction, her lips curling into a faint smile. “Oh, thank you, dear. I’d appreciate it if you could walk me home. My sons were supposed to pick me up, but I think they’ve forgotten.”

I felt a pang of anger on her behalf. Who abandons their blind mother at a cemetery? “Of course,” I said. “I’d be happy to help.”

As we walked down the quiet streets, she introduced herself as Kira. Her husband, Samuel, had passed away just days before.

Senior woman and a young woman at a gravesite | Source: Midjourney

Senior woman and a young woman at a gravesite | Source: Midjourney

“He was my world,” she said, her voice trembling. “We were married for forty-two years. Losing him…” She trailed off, her words swallowed by the weight of her grief.

I squeezed her arm gently. “I’m so sorry for your loss.”

“They didn’t even wait with me at the cemetery,” she continued bitterly. “My sons, Ethan and Mark. They said they’d come back in half an hour, but I waited two hours. Samuel always said they’d be the death of me, but I didn’t want to believe him.”

Senior woman and a young woman at a gravesite | Source: Midjourney

Senior woman and a young woman at a gravesite | Source: Midjourney

Her words hinted at a deeper rift, but I didn’t press.

We reached her modest home, a charming brick house surrounded by a garden of roses. “Would you like to come in for tea?” she asked.

I hesitated, but her hopeful smile made me relent. Inside, the house was warm and inviting, with faded photographs adorning the walls. One caught my eye—a younger Kira and a man I assumed was Samuel, their hands intertwined, standing in front of the Eiffel Tower.

Young couple standing near the Eiffel tower | Source: Midjourney

Young couple standing near the Eiffel tower | Source: Midjourney

“Samuel installed cameras all over the house,” Kira said as she brewed the tea. “He didn’t trust the boys. “They’re more interested in what’s mine than in me,’ he used to say.”

Her words lingered with me as I left an hour later, promising to check in on her soon. Little did I know, that simple act of kindness would turn my life upside down.

The next morning, I was jolted awake by a pounding on my front door. My heart raced as I stumbled out of bed, still half-asleep.

“Open up!” a male voice shouted.

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Woman seated in her bed | Source: Midjourney

I swung the door open to find two men glaring at me, flanked by a police officer. One of the men about 35, broad-shouldered and furious, pointed at me. “That’s her! She was in our mother’s house yesterday!”

“Good morning, ma’am,” the officer said calmly. “Are you, by any chance, acquainted with a woman named Kira?”

“Yes,” I stammered, my mind reeling. “I walked her home from the cemetery yesterday.”

The younger of the two men about 25, his face red with anger, took a step toward me. “And then what? You decided to rob her blind?”

“What?” I gasped. “I would never—”

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Woman explaining herself following an accusation | Source: Midjourney

“Don’t play innocent,” the older man snapped. “Mom told us you were in her house. She said you stayed for tea. Who else would’ve taken the money and jewelry?”

My stomach dropped. “This has to be a mistake. I didn’t take anything!”

The officer raised a hand to silence the commotion. “Ma’am, I’m going to need you to come with us to clear this up.”

I felt a chill run down my spine as I grabbed my coat, my mind racing. How had this gone so wrong?

At the station, Kira was already there, sitting in a corner with her cane resting against her knee. Her face lit up when she saw me.

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Senior blind woman at a police station | Source: Midjourney

“Thank goodness,” she said, reaching out for my hand. “I told them you didn’t do it.”

“Then why am I here?” I asked, glancing nervously at the officer.

“Because my sons are fools,” she said sharply, turning toward Ethan and Mark, who stood stiffly by the door. “And because they’re greedy.”

“Mom, don’t,” Ethan warned, but she waved him off.

“They accused her of stealing, but I know better,” Kira continued, her voice steady. “Samuel installed cameras in the house, remember? Officer, I told you to check the recordings.”

The officer raised an eyebrow. “Cameras?”

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Curious male police officer | Source: Midjourney

Kira nodded. “In the living room, the hallway, and the kitchen. Samuel didn’t trust anyone—not even them.”

Ethan’s face turned pale. “Mom, you don’t have to do this.”

“Oh, I think I do,” Kira shot back. “I’m tired of covering for you boys.”

Suspense hung in the air as the officer dispatched a team to retrieve the recordings. We waited in tense silence, the only sound the ticking of a clock on the wall.

An hour later, the officers returned with a laptop. “We’ve reviewed the footage,” one of them said, his tone grim.

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Laptop on a brown background | Source: Midjourney

The room fell silent as the video played. There I was, helping Kira to the couch and disappearing into the kitchen to make tea. I left shortly after, waving goodbye at the door.

“See?” I said, relief washing over me. “I didn’t take anything!”

But the video wasn’t over. Moments after I left, Ethan and Mark appeared in the frame, rummaging through drawers and cabinets. They emptied jewelry boxes and pocketed cash from an envelope hidden in a cookie jar.

“You idiots,” Kira muttered under her breath.

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Disappointed senior blind woman | Source: Midjourney

The officer stopped the video and turned to the brothers. “Care to explain?”

Ethan stammered, “We… we were looking for paperwork!”

“For paperwork in a jewelry box?” the officer replied, unimpressed.

Mark buried his face in his hands. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this.”

“No,” Kira said, her voice icy. “It wasn’t. You’ve betrayed me and your father’s memory.”

The brothers were arrested on the spot, and charged with theft and filing a false report. I sat next to Kira, stunned by the turn of events.

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Brothers under police custody | Source: Midjourney

“I’m so sorry, dear,” she said, gripping my hand. “They’ve always been like this, taking and taking. Samuel tried to warn me, but I didn’t want to believe it.”

“What will happen to them?” I asked.

“That’s up to the court,” the officer replied. “But their accusations against you won’t help their case.”

I was free to go, but the experience left a bitter taste in my mouth. As I walked Kira back home that evening, she confided more about her family.

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Women taking a walk | Source: Midjourney

“Samuel adored them when they were younger,” she said. “But as they grew older, they changed. They became greedy, always asking for money, never giving back.”

“Why didn’t you cut them off?” I asked gently.

She sighed. “A mother’s love is complicated. Even when they hurt you, you keep hoping they’ll change.”

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Women taking a walk | Source: Midjourney

In the weeks that followed the harrowing ordeal, I found myself drawn to Kira’s home more often than I expected. Our initial bond, forged in the unlikeliest of circumstances, deepened with each visit. Her house, once a place where tension lingered in the shadows, began to feel like a haven.

“I can’t believe how peaceful it is now,” she said one afternoon, sipping her tea by the living room window. Sunlight streamed through the lace curtains, painting patterns on the wooden floor.

“It’s different,” I admitted, setting my own cup down. “But you deserve peace after everything.”

Women having a conversation | Source: Midjourney

Women having a conversation | Source: Midjourney

She gave a wistful smile, her fingers tracing the rim of her cup. “Peace doesn’t come easy, you know. Samuel and I fought so hard to build this life, only to see it threatened by the very people we gave it to.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy with emotion. Over the weeks, Kira had shared more about her late husband—a man of discipline and integrity who had grown increasingly disillusioned with their sons.

“They never used to be like this,” she said. “But somewhere along the way, they let greed take over. It wasn’t the money, really—it was the entitlement. The belief that everything I have was theirs for the taking.”

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Women having a conversation | Source: Midjourney

I hesitated, then asked the question I’d been holding back. “Do you regret not confronting them sooner?”

Kira stared out the window, her dark glasses perched on the edge of her nose. “Regret is tricky. Would it have changed them? Maybe. But a mother’s heart is stubborn. You keep hoping, right up until the end.”

Her voice wavered, and I reached across to squeeze her hand. “You’re stronger than you know, Kira. And Samuel…he knew that, too.”

She nodded, her lips trembling into a faint smile. “Maybe you’re right. And maybe Samuel sent you to me.”

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Senior woman and a younger woman having a conversation | Source: Midjourney

Her words echoed the thought I’d been carrying since the day I met her. As I rose to leave, Kira surprised me by pulling me into a gentle embrace.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “For being my light in a dark moment.”

“You’ve been mine, too,” I replied softly.

As I walked home under the fading sunlight, I felt lighter, as though a burden I didn’t know I was carrying had lifted. Kira’s parting words stayed with me:

“Sometimes, strangers become family in ways you never expect.”

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Woman taking a walk | Source: Midjourney

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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.

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