When I got on a flight I didn’t expect to meet someone who’d become an integral part of my life. It all began with a crumpled note with some cash in it, and ended in a happy union that is still going strong!
I wasn’t sure what to expect on that particular flight. To me, it was just another trip back home to see my grandparents, one of many I’d taken over the years. I had my usual routine: board the plane, stow my carry-on, and settle in for a few hours of reading or catching up on emails. But this time, something amazing happened that changed my life forever!
A young man carrying his luggage at the airport | Source: Midjourney
As I boarded the plane, shoved my carry-on in the overhead bin, and settled into my aisle seat, I noticed something that immediately piqued my curiosity… a young middle-school-aged boy, maybe ten or eleven, was seated next to me. I assumed one of his parents or his mother was in the bathroom or something.
But as the plane took off, I realized he was alone. Judging by the way he fidgeted, nervously glancing around the cabin, I could tell he was clearly uncomfortable and this wasn’t something he was used to.
A nervous little boy sitting in his plane seat | Source: Midjourney
I tried to mind my own business because when I offered him a small smile, he quickly looked away. Instead, his gaze was glued to the safety card in the seat pocket in front of him. I figured he was just shy, maybe a little overwhelmed by the whole experience, so I left him alone.
I pulled out my phone to check the time. We hadn’t even taken off yet, and already I could sense the tension radiating from him. A few minutes passed before the plane began to taxi down the runway, and that’s when it happened…
A man looking at his phone while aboard a plane | Source: Midjourney
Without turning to face me, the boy reached out with a trembling hand. His eyes were wide, and without a word, he held out a crumpled piece of paper. When I took the note I noticed it had a ten-dollar bill peeking out.
The boy refused to look me in the eye and just held out the paper until I finally took it. Confused, I took the note, my eyes scanning the neat handwriting. The moment I read the note, I knew I had to contact his mother.
A man reading a note while holding a $10 bill | Source: Midjourney
The note read:
“Please, if you’re reading this, it means that my son with autism is sitting next to you. He might be nervous and might ask several times how soon the plane is going to land. I am his mom and I am waiting for him at home but will pick him up at the airport when he lands. Please be kind and patient. Here is $10 for your patience. Here is my number if he needs anything.”
A shocked man holding a note and $10 bill | Source: Midjourney
I felt a lump form in my throat as I read it. I glanced at the boy, who was now staring intently at the seat in front of him, his small hands clenched into fists. The $10 in my hand felt heavy, almost like a weight pressing down on me.
This wasn’t just about a kid on a plane. This was about a mother’s love and a boy who was navigating a world that often felt overwhelming. I knew I couldn’t just pocket the money and sit in silence.
A man deep in thought | Source: Midjourney
I frantically searched for my phone. This boy needed someone to be there for him, even if only for a few hours. So, I pulled out my phone, connected to the plane’s Wi-Fi, and texted the number on the note.
“Hi, my name’s Derek. I’m sitting next to your son on the plane. He’s doing just fine, but I wanted to let you know I’m here if he needs anything.”
The response came almost immediately:
“Thank you so much, Derek. He’s had a rough few days, but I know he’ll be okay with you there. Please let him know I’m thinking of him.”
A worried woman texting | Source: Midjourney
I turned to the boy, who was still staring straight ahead. “Hey, buddy,” I said gently. “Your mom says hi. She’s thinking of you.”
He glanced at me briefly, his expression softening just a bit, before returning his gaze to the window. It was clear he wasn’t much for conversation, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. I wanted to make this flight as comfortable as possible for him.
“Do you like airplanes?” I asked, trying to strike up a conversation.
He nodded slightly, still not meeting my eyes.
A little boy staring out a plane’s window | Source: Midjourney
“Me too,” I said, leaning back in my seat. “I always think it’s cool how we get to travel so high up in the sky. It’s like being in a big metal bird.”
He didn’t respond, but I noticed the tension in his shoulders easing just a little. Encouraged, I decided to take it a step further. I signaled for the flight attendant, intending to use the $10 the boy had given me.
“Can I get a snack for my friend here?” I asked, smiling at the flight attendant.
Two flight attendants servicing passengers | Source: Pexels
The boy looked up, surprised, when I handed him a bag of pretzels and a soda. “Here you go,” I said, passing the items to him. “I figured you might be hungry.”
He hesitated for a moment before taking the snack, mumbling a quiet “thank you.” It was the first time he’d spoken since we boarded, and I took it as a small victory!
As the flight progressed, I continued to engage him, answering his questions whenever he asked how much longer the flight would be, or whether we were flying over any cool places. I kept my voice calm and reassuring, sensing that it helped ease his nerves.
A happy man talking to someone | Source: Midjourney
At one point, I decided to snap a quick selfie of us together. I wasn’t looking for anything fancy, just a simple picture to send to his mom. But before taking the shot, I asked my silent companion if he’d mind.
He replied by leaning closer to me so he could fit in the frame. After taking the picture, I showed it to him, and for the first time, he smiled! I must admit, it was a small, tentative smile, but a smile nonetheless! As a then 30-year-old man with no children or much experience with them, I took that as a victory!
A little boy smiling | Source: Midjourney
“Can I send this to your mom?” I asked, feeling bolder. He nodded, so I sent it off with a quick message: “He’s doing great. We’re having a good time.”
Her reply was immediate and full of gratitude, and I could tell that she was relieved. I figured she was probably sitting on the edge of her seat, worrying the whole time. It made me realize just how hard this must have been for her to put her son on a plane alone, trusting that a stranger would take care of him.
A happy man texting during a flight | Source: Midjourney
By the time we started our descent, the boy was much more relaxed! He was even chatting a little, telling me about his favorite video games and how excited he was to see his mom. It was a complete transformation from the nervous, fidgety kid I’d met at the beginning of the flight!
As we landed and made our way to the gate, he turned to me and asked, “Will you walk with me to get my luggage? I’m supposed to meet my mom there.”
“Of course,” I replied without hesitation. “We’ll find her together!”
A little boy asking for help | Source: Midjourney
We disembarked and made our way through the crowded terminal, and as we approached the baggage claim, I spotted a woman standing anxiously near the carousel. Her eyes were scanning the crowd. The moment she saw her son, the boy who was walking next to me, her face lit up!
She rushed over, pulling him into a tight hug!
“Thank you,” she said to me, her voice thick with emotion. “You have no idea what this means to me.”
A happy woman holding her son | Source: Midjourney
I smiled, feeling a warmth in my chest that I hadn’t expected. “It was no problem at all,” I said. “He’s a great kid.”
To be honest, she was a gorgeous woman and she looked around my age if not younger. I didn’t know her background with her son but I already liked him and was interested in getting to know her.
She glanced at the boy, then back at me before extending her hand and saying, “I am Diane, he’s Elliot.”
“Nice to officially meet you, Diane and Elliot, I am Derek,” I replied as I shook both their hands.
A man shakes hands with a woman | Source: Midjourney
When I touched Diane’s hand, an electric current shot through me, and before I knew what I was doing I impulsively asked, “Would you like to grab a coffee sometime? As a way for you to thank me?”
It was a simple question, but it caught ME off guard! I hadn’t expected anything more than a brief encounter, but as I looked at her and her son, I felt an inexplicable connection! A sense that this wasn’t just a random meeting.
A happy man and woman talking | Source: Midjourney
To my surprise, she replied with a smile, “I’d like that.”
As we stood there waiting for Elliot’s luggage, the story behind him flying alone unraveled. Her son had been visiting his dad, her ex-husband, who at the last minute refused to fly back with him and instead put him on the plane alone.
This brave little guy had been on his own, carrying nothing but a note his mom asked him to write and keep and the $10 his father gave him before sending him off.
A man giving a boy money | Source: Midjourney
I knew in my heart that Diane wasn’t a bad mother and as I got to know her better through our long-distance relationship, this was confirmed. Fast forward two years later, and that nervous little boy on the plane is now my stepson!
His mom, my incredible wife, still laughs when she tells people how a simple note and a $10 bill led to the best thing that ever happened to both of us! And that’s how a simple flight changed my life forever!
Saleslady Kicks Poor Old Woman Out of Luxury Store, Cop Brings Her Back Later – Story of the Day
Kerry didn’t have much money as she lived on her pension. But she wanted to buy a dress for her granddaughter Anne’s prom. At a luxury store, saleslady Sandra greeted her but couldn’t disguise her prejudices, as Kerry didn’t look like her regular customers. She drove Kerry away, but someone stepped up to help.
“Grandma, I don’t care about prom! Really. I just want to stay home and watch movies with Mom,” Kerry’s granddaughter, Anne, said through the phone.
Kerry had called her to talk about her graduation from Strawberry Crest High School in Tampa, Florida, was coming up, and prom was right around the corner. But the older woman was surprised when her granddaughter assured her that she didn’t want to go. She claimed to not care about the event, but Kerry knew the truth.
Kerry went to a luxury store to find a dress for Anne. | Source: Shutterstock
Her daughter, Lisa, worked minimum wage, and Kerry lived on her pension alone. None of them had enough money to buy Anne a proper dress for the prom. The 18-year-old felt embarrassed about it.
“Ma’am. Are you ok? Can I help you with anything?” a kind male voice asked.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go? You know I went to the prom with your grandfather. He asked me out of the blue, and we got married a few months later. We loved each other until the day he died, and I still miss him every day. The prom can change your life,” Kerry insisted, her voice cheerful as she tried to convince her to go.
“I know, Grandma. But still. I don’t want to go. Also, I don’t have a date either, so it doesn’t matter. Listen, I have to go study, I still have a few finals left. Talk to you later!” Anne said and hung up the phone too quickly for Kerry’s comfort.
Therefore, the older woman decided something. She was saving a bit of her pension every single month to cover her funeral costs so that Lisa would not have to worry about anything expensive. But there was something more pressing right now.
The saleswoman greeted her but her attitude changed for some reason. | Source: Pexels
She wanted to buy a dress for her granddaughter. Anne deserved it. She was a brilliant kid who worked hard at school. It wasn’t her fault that they lived in poverty most of the time, and Kerry would convince her to go to the prom in a lovely dress.
The following day, she went to the mall and found a beautiful boutique full of amazing dresses. She entered, and her eyes widened at the sparkle. “What would Anne like?” she asked herself, touching one gown closest to her.
“Hello! My name is Sandra. How may I help you… ugh… today?” a saleslady approached Kerry, but she stumbled on her words for some reason. The woman looked up and down at Kerry and her mouth twisted strangely.
“Hi there! I’m looking for a dress for my granddaughter. Her prom is coming up,” Kerry explained, smiling at the woman despite her weird demeanor.
“I’m sorry. This is not a rental store. You have to buy these dresses in full,” Sandra said, linking her hands together.
But Kerry had no idea what she was talking about. “I know that. But can you show me some of the most popular models?”
Kerry realized what the saleslady was implying. | Source: Pexels
“Well, the most popular are pretty pricey. In fact, the entire store might not be in your price range. Perhaps you could go to Target for it?” Sandra suggested, and Kerry finally realized the woman’s attitude. She didn’t think Kerry could afford anything and shouldn’t be shopping at that store.
She was offended immediately but didn’t want to say anything and cause a scene. She continued walking around the store, with Sandra following. “I’m just going to browse around, okay?” Kerry said, trying to get the woman off her back.
“Listen, you can really get nice things at Target in your price range. This is simply too much,” Sandra continued, crossing her arms. “Also, we have cameras everywhere. You won’t be able to stash anything in that ugly old bag of yours.”
Kerry finally turned around to face the rude saleslady, and her eyes widened. Sandra smirked cattily at her, daring her to do something. But she had never been a confrontational person, so she rushed out of the store, ashamed, and tears streamed down her face.
A police officer asked what was wrong. | Source: Unsplash
She was right outside the mall when she dropped her bag accidentally, and for some reason, that made her break down even more. After being humiliated by the woman, she cried heavily, but something touched her shoulder.
“Ma’am. Are you ok? Can I help you with anything?” a kind male voice asked, and Kerry lifted her head to stare at a young cop, who tried to get her to stand up straight. He leaned down to pick up her purse and gave her a dazzling smile.
“Oh, thank you, officer,” Kerry said, grabbing the bag and composing herself.
“Well, I’m still an apprentice. I’m only 20, but I’ll be an official officer soon enough,” the young man answered humorously. “Can you tell me what happened?”
“Well, it’s a bit silly…,” the older woman began. Something about his face made her want to talk about it. He was frowning heavily by the time she finished.
“That’s preposterous! How can a salesperson treat you like that?” he said.
“What’s your name, young man?”
He ushered her back to the store and talked to the manager. | Source: Pexels
“George Martins,” he answered and looked toward the mall doors. “Look, my mentor came here for coffee. But we have time to choose a dress. Let’s go!”
Kerry wanted to refuse, but George pulled her along towards the luxury boutique. Sandra spotted her immediately.
“I thought I told you to leave… oh, officer. What’s going on?” Sandra asked, changing her tune as soon as she saw the cop with Kerry.
“We came here for a dress, and we’re not leaving without one,” George stated, and he gestured for Kerry to continue shopping. He also complained to Sandra’s manager while the older woman looked for a dress.
After a few minutes, she finally chose something beautiful for prom, and George even paid for half of it despite Kerry’s objections. But it wasn’t that expensive because the store offered ended up offering them a discount due to the complaint George raised against them. They heard the manager scolding Sandra while leaving.
Anne looked beautiful in her dress but lamented not having a date. | Source: Unsplash
George accompanied Kerry out of the mall and bid her goodbye. But Kerry couldn’t let such a wonderful young man go just like that. “George, do you have any plans this weekend?” she asked, raising her eyebrows slyly, and George laughed.
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On prom night, Kerry appeared at Lisa’s house to surprise her granddaughter with the dress in her hands. They told her how vital this rite of passage was for every young person, and they dressed her up.
In the end, Anne was happy and looked beautiful. But she shrugged as they took pictures of her. “It’s too bad I don’t have a date,” she said, arranging her dress shyly.
“Actually…,” Kerry stared, and the doorbell rang at that moment.
George was right outside wearing a beautiful tux, and he had a corsage in his hands. The older woman made introductions, explaining what happened at the mall and how kind George was. Anne was embarrassed, but she accepted the corsage and the date.
Years later, they got married. | Source: Unsplash
They had tons of fun at prom, and seven years later, she and George got married.
“I told you prom can change your life!” Kerry said while helping Anne with her wedding dress.
What can we learn from this story?
- It’s not polite to treat anyone any less because of their looks. Sandra judged Kerry because she didn’t look like her regular customers, and she got scolded because of it.
- Help out as much as you can. George saw a crying older woman and decided to help out. And in the end, he found his happiness thanks to that one moment of kindness.
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