Mom Takes Son to School, Gets Emotional When She Sees Boy Who Is a Carbon Copy of Her Son There — Story of the Day

A mother stood perplexed when she saw another boy who looked exactly like her son at school. After digging deep, she made a shocking discovery.

Dr. Samantha Darcey has been through a rough ride in her marital life. Things started brightly for her. She was a brilliant child and always topped her class in elementary school. She continued with her academic brilliance in middle and high school.

Thus, it was not a surprise when she got a scholarship to study at Yale University. After years of hard work and excellence, she graduated at the top of her class in medical school.

Samantha saw another boy who looked so much like her son Brian at school | Source: Shutterstock

Samantha saw another boy who looked so much like her son Brian at school | Source: Shutterstock

As a doctor and orthopedic surgeon, Samantha was loved by her co-workers and patients. She had a way of making difficult things look easy, and it endeared her to many people.

However, while things were going fine in her career, she was not having it easy in her marriage. Her first marriage was to Luke Charming, who she met at Yale.

There was something about him that she just loved, and she always wanted to be with him. The feeling was mutual. There was no doubt they loved each other.

Hence, it was not a surprise when they tied the knot. Many of their friends and loved ones attended their wedding ceremony, which was almost carnival-like.

After six years of marriage, Luke and Samantha were yet to have a child. At first, it did not matter, but Luke became angry about the situation as time went on.

When the doctor told them Samantha could not get pregnant, he lost his mind. Samantha suggested they try other means, but he was not having any of it.

Samantha found love again three years later with Jeremy Miller, a photojournalist she met at a medical convention | Source: Pexels

Samantha found love again three years later with Jeremy Miller, a photojournalist she met at a medical convention | Source: Pexels

Their communication levels dropped, and within three months of the doctor’s revelation, Luke filed for divorce. Samantha was heartbroken but remained hopeful.

She found love again three years later. This time, it was with Jeremy Miller, a photojournalist she met at a medical convention. They had an instant connection and started dating soon after their first meeting.

Samantha discovered Jeremy had an 8-year-old son, Brian. She and Brian bonded so sweetly and quickly became fond of each other.

She always took him to school whenever she stayed over at Jeremy’s place. Jeremy told her Brian’s mom died at childbirth and it made her love him even more.

Jeremy and Samantha tied the knot six months after they started dating. Unlike Samantha’s first marriage with Luke, their wedding ceremony was a more private and intimate affair.

Things seemed perfect for Jeremy and Samantha after tying the knot. Brian’s presence added spice to their relationship. Jeremy loved his son’s bond with his wife and felt lucky for marrying her.

There was something he had hidden from her since meeting her but he felt he could no longer tell her now that they were married for fear of losing her.

Samantha and Brian bonded so sweetly and quickly became fond of each other | Source: Pexels

Samantha and Brian bonded so sweetly and quickly became fond of each other | Source: Pexels

The Christmas season arrived quickly and Samantha had everything planned out for an enjoyable experience. She loved the holiday season as a child and was keen to make it memorable for Brian.

Part of her schedule was to take him to school for the Christmas fair. She bought him a special costume for the fair and watched him proudly as he sauntered into the hall.

As she turned around, she saw another young boy, who looked just like Brian. They had similar facial features and physique, but the other boy could not walk very well.

An elderly woman with gray hair stood behind the other boy. Samantha was tempted to ask the woman about the boy but debated about it in her mind. Eventually, she spoke to the woman.

“Hi ma’am,” she said. “I don’t mean to disturb you, but your boy looks exactly like mine and I was wondering if it is just a coincidence.”

“Hmmmm,” the elderly woman sighed. “Do you have time to spare? Because this is going to be a long conversation.”

Samantha and the gray-haired woman went to a nearby cafe. The woman introduced herself as Meghan Louis. She said she was the grandma of the boy Samantha saw her with. “His name is Anderson and he was born a twin,” the elderly woman added.

An elderly woman with gray hair stood behind the boy who looked just like Brian | Source: Pexels

An elderly woman with gray hair stood behind the boy who looked just like Brian | Source: Pexels

Samantha placed her hands on her mouth and gasped when she heard the woman’s words. The woman calmed her down and explained further.

She revealed Anderson’s mother gave birth to him and another son but died in childbirth. In addition, Anderson was born with a defect (one of his legs was shorter than the other, which caused him to limp), while the other boy was completely healthy.

Meghan revealed that Jeremy is Anderson’s father. After discovering his wife had died in labor, and one of his sons had a defect, he took the healthy child and abandoned Anderson.

The healthy child is Brian, who Jeremy raised, but he completely neglected Anderson. Meghan adopted Anderson and has been raising him since then.

When Meghan concluded her story, Samantha’s eyes filled with tears. She was speechless and found it difficult to believe how wicked Jeremy had been.

After the Christmas fair, she ran to Anderson and hugged him tightly. She introduced him to Brian and told the boys they were twin brothers.

After the Christmas fair, Samantha ran to Anderson and hugged him tightly | Source: Pexels

After the Christmas fair, Samantha ran to Anderson and hugged him tightly | Source: Pexels

When Samantha got home that day, she was angry at Jeremy and told him he was a wicked man. He was confused, but when she narrated the whole story to him, he fell on the floor and cried.

This was what he had always wanted to tell her but could not bring himself to say for fear of losing her. Now, his old demons had come back to bite him.

Jeremy promised to reunite with his abandoned second son and build a relationship with him. However, Samantha said she could not continue with the marriage.

“How could you be so mean to a little child? The son of your wife, who died while bringing him to life!” Samantha asked Jeremy. “Oh, Jeremy! You are so mean. This marriage is over! Goodbye!” she concluded.

Samantha kept to her words and proceeded with the divorce. However, she kept in touch with Brian and Anderson. She built a relationship with Anderson and helped him get rid of his limp through her medical knowledge and physiotherapy.

Meanwhile, Jeremy, now very remorseful, met his abandoned son and apologized to him and Meghan. He introduced Brian to Anderson and told the boys about their mom.

Samantha never returned to Jeremy but dedicated herself to caring for his sons, whom she took as her own. She was fulfilled being in the boys’ presence and lived a happy life afterward.

Jeremy introduced Brian to Anderson and told the boys about their mom | Source: Pexels

Jeremy introduced Brian to Anderson and told the boys about their mom | Source: Pexels

What did we gain from this story?

  • Don’t look down on people because of their present condition. Jeremy looked down on his son, Anderson, because of his defect and did not even allow himself to be a father to him. Later, he came to regret that decision.
  • Be kind to others. Always be kind to others. Samantha exuded kindness and was disappointed at Jeremy for his meanness. Because of a single, wicked act, Jeremy lost the love of his life.
  • The world is a small place. Be kind to everyone. One never knows what can happen in the future. The little help given to someone today can lead to great things someday. However, if one is mean to others, they will eventually reap their rewards.

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My Entitled Parents Demanded That I Give Them My New House — My In-Laws Suddenly Stood up for Me

When Carina’s parents kick her out after high school, she has no choice but to navigate her way around life. Years later, after making a success of her life, and her wedding is around the corner, she reaches out to them, only for them to storm into her life, trying to take ownership of what she has worked so hard for.

“Carina,” my mother said, opening a packet of biscuits. “You’re going to regret not going to medical school.”

“Mom,” I replied. “My brain doesn’t work like Jade’s; she’s the doctor in the family, not me.”

A packet of biscuits | Source: Midjourney

A packet of biscuits | Source: Midjourney

“I don’t see why it can’t be the both of you,” she sniffed, dunking a biscuit into her lukewarm tea. “Why do you even waste your time with computers? Those machines are not going to make your life comfortable.”

This wasn’t anything new. My parents hated that I loved computers, and when school was out in the next few months, I was going to be off to college, studying IT.

A girl sitting with a laptop and headphones | Source: Midjourney

A girl sitting with a laptop and headphones | Source: Midjourney

“Who cares about cyber security, Carina?” my father asked while he sat down with a pork chop. “Saving people’s lives, honey. That’s what success is. Not playing on computers.”

“Cyber security is how your important details are protected, Dad,” I would always say, rolling my eyes. “It’s how countries keep their people safe.”

Pork chops on a plate | Source: Unsplash

Pork chops on a plate | Source: Unsplash

“It’s not good enough,” my mother said from the sink.

After graduation, my parents made me leave the house.

“You’ve chosen this path,” my mother said when I bought my IT textbooks. “So you’re capable of taking care of yourself.”

A pile of books | Source: Midjourney

A pile of books | Source: Midjourney

“I don’t think that’s fair, Mom,” I retaliated. “You let Jade live at home for her whole degree.”

“Yeah, well, she was learning how to save lives, Carina,” she said.

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A woman looking through a microscope | Source: Pexels

Fast forward 13 years. I’ve got a successful career, a beautiful house, and the most caring fiancé, Mark, I could have ever asked for.

“Are you sure that I should invite my parents to the wedding?” I asked Mark as we took a walk one evening.

“Yes, darling,” he said, taking my hand. “Why wouldn’t you? I’m so proud of who you are and where you’ve come from. You’ve done all of this on your own.”

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A couple holding hands | Source: Pexels

“But they’ve been such horrible people, Mark. I mean, they kicked me out of their home when I got into college. I had to work as a dog groomer to make enough money to cover the rent for my tiny apartment,” I said.

“Yes, I understand that,” my fiancé said diplomatically. “But you’ve made it now. And you’ve made it without them. Look, honey. Our home is yours; it’s in your name, and I love that for us.”

A person grooming a dog | Source: Pexels

A person grooming a dog | Source: Pexels

Eventually, I gave in. The excitement of our wedding planning made me realize that I was proud of myself and where I had come from.

“I did it without their support,” I told Mark as I fried bacon for us one morning. “So, I’m going to invite them.”

Mark smiled at me while he poured milk into his coffee.

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A person pouring milk into coffee | Source: Unsplash

“Good, this is a big moment for us,” he said.

When my parents and sister arrived, they were stunned by my house. They assumed that I was renting a room of the house. Of course, they didn’t think that I was capable of something bigger and better than that.

A beautiful home with a large garden | Source: Midjourney

A beautiful home with a large garden | Source: Midjourney

“Carina! You own this entire house?” my father asked, his eyes wide with disbelief.

“Yes, Dad,” I said, wheeling my mother’s suitcase in, they seemed to think that they were spending the night. “I worked hard for this.”

A suitcase in a living room | Source: Midjourney

A suitcase in a living room | Source: Midjourney

“Wow, I didn’t expect this,” my sister said, looking around.

“So, I thought that we could do dinner at a restaurant tonight, and then come home for dessert and coffee. You guys can spend time with Mark and my in-laws.”

They were going to be over at any moment, the first meet and greet almost underway.

But that’s when the entitlement kicked in.

A beautiful living room | Source: Unsplash

A beautiful living room | Source: Unsplash

My mother’s eyes narrowed as she scanned the living room, taking in my television and other things.

“You know, Carina,” she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. “We deserve to live in comfort after all we’ve done for you.”

Then, she promptly sat down on the couch.

An older woman sitting | Source: Pexels

An older woman sitting | Source: Pexels

“Mom, what are you talking about?” I was incredulous. “This is my home. I bought it with my own money. You did absolutely nothing for me after high school.”

“But we’re your parents,” she insisted. “We should live better than our children. It’s our right. It’s the only right thing.”

“You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice rising. “Jade still lives with you because you wanted to baby her after her night shifts. And me? You didn’t care. This isn’t my responsibility.”

An older woman looking around | Source: Pexels

An older woman looking around | Source: Pexels

My father stepped in at this point, crossing his arms.

“After everything we’ve sacrificed for you, this is the least you can do.”

“Jade needs a place to stay, too,” my mother said.

“Jade is an adult,” I snapped. “She made her choice to live with you, just like I made my own.”

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An older man | Source: Unsplash

I felt bad that I was speaking about Jade in this way, especially because she was sitting on the couch and looking at my plants.

But my sister had chosen my parents when they kicked me out. She barely kept in contact with me, only stopping to text me on my birthday or Christmas morning.

A woman sitting on a couch | Source: Unsplash

A woman sitting on a couch | Source: Unsplash

At that moment, the door opened, and my future in-laws walked in. I had always been close to them, wanting to find parental figures in Mark’s parents.

“We’ve been hearing this entire conversation from outside,” Tom said.

“Carina’s achievements are hers,” my future mother-in-law, Carol, said firmly. “She’s worked hard for this, and she deserves every bit of it.”

A smiling woman holding a bouquet of flowers | Source: Pexels

A smiling woman holding a bouquet of flowers | Source: Pexels

My mother turned to her, eyes blazing.

“Who the hell are you? We have rights to this house; she’s our daughter.”

Carol didn’t flinch; she stood with her arms folded, a smile playing across her face.

“Why did you remember that only now? Where have you been all these years? Being her parents doesn’t mean that you can take credit for her hard work. Carina has earned this.”

An angry old woman | Source: Pexels

An angry old woman | Source: Pexels

My parents were stunned into silence, and Jade couldn’t even look up.

“Carina invited you to celebrate her wedding, to celebrate the union of her and our son. To join our families. She did not invite you to berate her and have her hard work claimed,” Tom said.

“She owes you nothing but respect because you raised her, but that doesn’t mean giving up her home,” Carol said.

A young mother and daughter | Source: Pexels

A young mother and daughter | Source: Pexels

“But we’re her family,” my mother said, clearly not expecting this level of pushback.

“Only by blood,” Mark said, stepping into the house. “Family supports one another. They don’t tear you down. And that’s what you’ve done to Carina for years.”

“You should be so proud of your girl,” Carol continued. “She’s done so much for us. I am so proud of her. Tom, too. She’s the daughter that I wanted all along.”

A smiling man | Source: Pexels

A smiling man | Source: Pexels

Mark found his way to me, wrapping his arm around my waist.

I looked at my parents, seeing the dawning realization on their faces.

“I love you, I do,” I said. “But this is my life, and you’ve only been in it again for five minutes, and you’re already demanding things of me. Is that fair? I’ve worked too hard to let anyone take that away from me.”

My father sighed heavily.

An elderly man looking down | Source: Unsplash

An elderly man looking down | Source: Unsplash

“We didn’t mean to upset you,” he said.

“Then respect my choice,” I said gently. “Be present for my wedding, but after that, you can go your own way again.”

After the confrontation, my parents seemed to understand, if only a little.

A bride holding a card | Source: Pexels

A bride holding a card | Source: Pexels

When we left to the restaurant, everyone was subdued, except for Mark and my in-laws. I didn’t see a point in canceling the dinner because of the confrontation.

We sat down to eat, everyone lost in their own thoughts while Carol made comments about seeing me in my dress.

“Mark, you’re in for such a treat. Carina looks beautiful in that dress,” she said, digging into her salmon.

I smiled at my future mother-in-law. I always knew that she loved me, but her comments of the day had truly made me realize just how much.

A bride with wedding dresses | Source: Pexels

A bride with wedding dresses | Source: Pexels

I was lucky. I had gotten lucky with Mark, but even more so with his parents.

I watched as my mother’s face fell when Carol went on, talking about the dress fitting. But I didn’t have it in me to make her feel better.

After dinner, we left the restaurant, parting ways with my parents and sister.

“We’ll see you at the wedding,” my father said, getting into the car.

“Yes,” I said. “I’ll see you then.”

A man sitting in a car | Source: Pexels

A man sitting in a car | Source: Pexels

Let’s see what happens at my wedding.

What would you have done?

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Claire just wants to be the glamorous mother-of-the-groom—but when she realizes that her daughter-in-law has her own plans for the wedding, she steps back to focus on her own outfit, only for there to be a fight between her and Alice on the big day. Alice claims that Claire has destroyed the wedding by stealing her dream dress, while Claire sees nothing wrong in her actions. Who is wrong?

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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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