I Used My Savings to Pay for My Son’s Wedding – But at the Celebration I Was Kicked Out

I gave my son $85,000 of my retirement savings so he could have the wedding of his dreams. On the day of the ceremony, I arrived early and dressed in my best. Then a man in a black suit approached me and told me I had to leave… for a reason that still breaks my heart.

My name’s Sheila, I’m 63 years old, and I thought I had seen enough of life to not be surprised anymore. I was wrong.

My son, David, has been my entire world since his father passed away 15 years ago. We became a team, him and me. Through every struggle, every hard day, and every small victory, we had each other’s backs. So when he came to me six months ago with that nervous smile, telling me he’d met someone special, my heart swelled with joy.

“Mom, her name’s Melissa. I think she might be the one,” David had said and I was so happy for him.

When I finally met Melissa, she seemed lovely. She was polite, cheerful, and quick to compliment my cooking. She had this way of lighting up when David walked into the room, and I thought, “This is it. This is the woman who will make my son happy.”