I Took My Fiancé to Visit My Parents — He Ran Out Screaming ‘I Can’t Believe It!’ in the Middle of the Night

I’ve been with my fiancé for six years, and we were supposed to get married next month. But during a visit to my parents, he discovered their secret lifestyle, causing him to question our relationship too.

I’ve been with my fiancé for six years, but we’ve known each other for nine. We were supposed to get married next month, but then everything changed the course of our wedding journey.

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A smiling couple | Source: Midjourney

We went to visit my parents to introduce him to more of my extended family before the wedding. My parents offered to host us, and we’ve been staying in my old room for the sake of nostalgia.

My fiancé, Adam, wanted to stay at a hotel, but I thought it would be fun to just have him share my old room with me.

“I don’t see why staying in your childhood home is going to change anything,” Adam told me when we were packing for the trip.

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A young woman packing | Source: Midjourney

“Because it’s going to be my last time with my parents under their roof before I become a married woman. It’s going to be a sentimental moment,” I replied.

“If it gets uncomfortable, I’m just going to check myself into a hotel,” he said casually.

Of course, I didn’t expect what would happen next.

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A hotel reception | Source: Midjourney

We got to my parents’ home, and everyone was excited to see us. My mother and aunt had cooked up an elaborate meal for us, ready to just sit down at the table and get to know Adam better.

All through dinner, everything went as well as expected, and Adam happily enjoyed having the attention centered around him.

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People sitting at a dinner table | Source: Midjourney

“This is new for me,” he said as we did the dishes in between the mains and dessert. “I’m not used to having people pay attention to me like this.”

“It’s a good thing,” I said, handing him a plate. “You’re supposed to feel welcome and at home with my family, too.”

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A person doing dishes | Source: Midjourney

As the night died down and we all went to bed, ready for a good night’s sleep before the following day’s family outing to the local theme park, Adam kept disturbing my sleep.

“What’s going on?” I asked, turning to face him.

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A couple laying in bed | Source: Midjourney

“I just can’t sleep, Sasha,” he snapped. “It’s not my bed, and I’m not used to sleeping in beds that aren’t my own. And your bed is lumpy and uncomfortable.”

“Just go and take a walk outside,” I grumbled. “The fresh air should make a difference, and you’ll come back and fall asleep.”

“Fine,” he said, getting out of bed and leaving the room.

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A tired man | Source: Midjourney

I was just about to fall asleep again when Adam’s scream pierced the air. I bolted upright in bed with my heart racing.

What on earth was going on? Was there someone in the house? Were we in danger?

While my brain was moving a mile a minute, trying to decide what to do next, Adam stormed back into the room.

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A close-up of a woman | Source: Midjourney

“What happened?” I blurted out, uneasy.

My fiancé’s face contorted in a mix of horror and anger, and he paused for a minute before he started yelling.

“I cannot believe it,” he yelled. “Your mom! Sasha! Your mother! She’s kissing another man in the foyer!”

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A close-up of an angry man | Source: Midjourney

My heart sank. I had hoped that we would have gotten through this entire visit without this.

If anything, I had always dreaded this moment, the time when my parents’ unusual and unconventional marriage would come to light.

I tried to explain, to calm him down, but he wouldn’t have it.

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A close-up of a woman | Source: Midjourney

“Call your dad, Sasha,” Adam demanded. “Tell him that your mom is cheating right here in your own home.”

It seemed logical, simple even. And I understood why Adam would think that having my father involved would solve everything.

But he couldn’t be further from the truth.

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A couple kissing | Source: Midjourney

Before I could react and begin navigating the explanation, my mom walked in, still straightening her clothes.

“I can explain,” she started, but my fiancé cut her off.

“Explain? What’s there to explain? You’re cheating on your husband in his own home!”

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A close-up of a woman | Source: Midjourney

“It’s not cheating, darling,” she said softly. “Sasha knows, and she’ll explain it all to you. Shaun and my marriage is different. Very different. It’s unconventional compared to your usual marriage. You need to understand that, Adam, before you judge us.”

Adam turned to me, eyes wide.

“You knew? You knew about this, and you didn’t tell me?”

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A smiling couple | Source: Midjourney

I tried to reach out to him, but he recoiled.

“I didn’t know how to tell you, and I’m not proud of keeping this secret. But it wasn’t mine to tell.”

“Sasha!” he said, his hands in the air. “You should have told me! This isn’t something that you just keep hidden from the person that you’re going to marry. I don’t know if I can trust you now. This was a setup, wasn’t it? You wanted to introduce me to this lifestyle, isn’t it?”

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An angry man | Source: Midjourney

By this point, I was overwhelmed, and I couldn’t understand what Adam was getting at.

I was taken back to a memory from my youth. I was 16, and my friends were planning a sleepover at my home.

“You have the biggest room, Sasha,” my friend Brielle said. “Let’s have it at your place.”

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Smiling teenage girls | Source: Midjourney

“That’s perfectly fine with me,” I said. “I don’t think my parents will mind at all! And we can watch movies in the living room because my parents have a TV in their room now, so they won’t disturb us.”

“I’ll bring my cotton candy machine,” Brielle said excitedly. “We can have that and popcorn!”

I remember going home after school and telling my mother all about our plans. She smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

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A person holding cotton candy | Source: Midjourney

“Sure, honey,” she said. “You girls can take care of yourselves. Dad and I have a dinner that evening.”

Little did I know that later that evening, I would discover the truth about my parents’ marriage.

My friends and I were all sitting on the couch when my parents walked in with another couple. My mother was holding tightly onto a man’s hand as she kicked off her shoes. My father was kissing the other woman.

When they saw me, they were shocked. And they had no choice but to explain the situation to me.

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A middle-aged couple | Source: Midjourney

“We are married to each other, and we love each other. We’re committed, honey. But we’re also allowed to see other people if we want to,” my mother explained gently. “There’s nothing wrong with the way we are. And you need to understand that.”

Now, listening to Adam, I was taken back to the same flood of emotions.

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An upset young woman | Source: Midjourney

“No, it’s nothing like that,” I said. “I am dedicated to you. I don’t want that lifestyle.”

But Adam wasn’t having it. He just wasn’t listening. Instead, he began to speak about his mother’s infidelity which had led to his parents’ divorce. It all made him see betrayal everywhere.

“Everything is a red flag for me, Sasha.”

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An upset man | Source: Midjourney

He packed a bag and left for a hotel, saying that he needed a moment to reevaluate our engagement.

I spent the rest of the night crying, feeling the weight of my parents’ choices crashing down on my own relationship.

“You need to talk to him,” my mother said, giving me a cup of coffee. “Just go to him.”

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A cup of coffee on a table | Source: Midjourney

I joined him at the hotel. We barely spoke, the silence heavy with everything left unsaid. I didn’t know if Adam still wanted to be together or not. I suggested that we move to my grandmother’s house for the rest of our stay so that we could talk about everything while still being comfortable.

“Yeah,” he said. “That’s okay with me because this hotel is too cold anyway.”

There was a coldness between us that hadn’t been there before.

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A hotel room | Source: Midjourney

“I’ve never kept secrets from you,” I told him. “I didn’t know how to bring it up. It’s not something that I like talking about because I struggled to understand it myself.”

Adam sighed, rubbing his temples.

“I get it. But this feels too close to home, Sasha,” he said. “I just need some time.”

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A couple talking | Source: Midjourney

We spent the rest of the week at my grandmother’s house, trying to finish the family visit in the best spirits we could muster. My parents apologized to Adam, but it didn’t matter anymore.

It wasn’t about them. It was about the fact that their actions had triggered my fiancé. On the drive home, Adam and I decided that we wanted to stay together and see where life took us.

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A couple sitting in a car | Source: Midjourney

“But I think we need to go to therapy,” I said, handing Adam a drink.

“I think that’s a good idea,” he said, biting his lip. “Because I need to uncover my own trauma before accepting your parents.”

Now, Adam and I have started talking about everything. From his fears, my shame, our future. We could only heal from this.

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A couple sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney

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

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A beautiful home with a large garden | Source: Midjourney

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.

David Cassidy’s Son Was the Reason He ‘Didn’t Kill’ Himself — Meet the ‘Handsome’ Young Man  

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David Cassidy | Source: Getty Images

David Cassidy, despite his battles with substance abuse and frequent run-ins with the law, considered himself an “ideal” father to his son. He once opened up about their relationship, revealing what he told his child after being diagnosed with a mental illness.

David Cassidy, a former teen heartthrob, rose to fame playing Keith Partridge on the popular 1970s show “The Partridge Family.” In the series, he portrayed the oldest sibling in a musical family, alongside his real-life stepmother, Shirley Jones, who played the mother.

The show’s success led to the release of eight studio albums, with David and Shirley being the only cast members who actually provided vocals. Interestingly, the young actor was originally chosen for his appearance, but

he went on to sing lead on the albums.

However, David’s success in “The Partridge Family” quickly turned into a burden for him. Unlike many teen idols who grow weary of fame over time, he resented it from the start. The celebrity had hoped to be recognized as a serious actor but felt trapped by his role as Keith.

David Cassidy on the set of "The Partridge Family," 1971 | Source: Getty Images

David Cassidy on the set of “The Partridge Family,” 1971 | Source: Getty Images

In the ’80s, he admitted, “I was pigeonholed as a teen idol [and] there’s no credibility.” He also shared the personal cost of his fame, calling it “a very empty, isolated, lonely existence.”

David’s fame not only isolated him, it also led to struggles with substance abuse. In 2008, he publicly acknowledged his battle with alcohol. His troubles continued, as he was charged with a DUI in 2010, followed by two more incidents in 2013 and 2014.

David Cassidy pictured at Town Court on September 3, 2014, in Schodack, New York. | Source: Getty Images

David Cassidy pictured at Town Court on September 3, 2014, in Schodack, New York. | Source: Getty Images

His battles with addiction also led him to enter rehab in 2014. By 2015, the musician filed for bankruptcy and faced charges for a hit-and-run later that year. During an interview on the “Dr. Phil” show, David confessed that his drinking had strained his relationship with his son, Beau Cassidy.

“I was the ideal father. I would do anything for him. He’s the love of my life, and probably the reason that I didn’t kill myself. Because of him,” said the loving parent, who also has a daughter named Katie Cassidy.

David’s struggles further deepened in 2017 when he revealed he had been diagnosed with dementia. Having watched both his grandfather and mother suffer from the disease, he admitted, “I was in denial, but a part of me always knew this was coming.”

Reflecting on his mother’s battle, he recalled, “In the end, the only way I knew she recognized me is with one single tear that would drop from her eye every time I walked into the room… I feared I would end up that way.”

David, having witnessed his mother “disappear” into the same illness, shared his deepest fears with his son, Beau. He urged, “I want you to promise me you’ll find a way to let me go. Don’t let me live like that.”

Tragically, the veteran star’s battle came to an end in November 2017 when he passed away at 67 due to organ failure. After being hospitalized in Florida for several days, his kidneys and liver gave out.

His publicist, Jo-Ann Geffen, confirmed his death and shared a statement from the family, “It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of our father, our uncle, and our dear brother, David Cassidy. David died surrounded by those he loved, with joy in his heart and free from the pain that had gripped him for so long.”

At the time of his passing, David’s estate turned out to be worth much more than originally estimated, with his son Beau receiving nearly $1.68 million. This included over $230,000 in assets, $450,000 from David’s retirement plan, and a $1 million life insurance policy. He had left the bulk of his estate to Beau, excluding his daughter Katie.

David’s deep love and pride for his son were evident, especially as Beau followed in his footsteps, pursuing a career in show business as an actor. In a 2012 interview, David reflected on fatherhood, sharing, “As a father, I do everything my dad didn’t do. My son Beau’s birth changed my life. I’ve gone to every baseball and basketball game, every performance.”

The doting parent expressed his pride in Beau’s decision to leave college and follow his dreams, noting that his son had formed a band called the Fates and that he was incredibly proud. The father of two hoped that his child would succeed in his endeavors.

David and Beau Cassidy during MTV's 3rd Annual Rock 'n Jock Softball on January 23, 1992, in Long Beach, California. | Source: Getty Images

David and Beau Cassidy during MTV’s 3rd Annual Rock ‘n Jock Softball on January 23, 1992, in Long Beach, California. | Source: Getty Images

Beau continued to make his mark in the entertainment world, even participating in “The Voice,” and was later praised as “a really talented performer.”

Over the years, social media users have also commented on his striking resemblance to David, often comparing his looks to his father’s.

One admirer shared“Beautiful smile young man…keep happy and creating your music [sic],” while another noted“Just as handsome as his father [sic].”

Others echoed similar sentiments, calling him a “Handsome Young Cassidy [sic]” and noting“You look just like your handsome Dad, David!! [sic]”

David Cassidy’s life was filled with both incredible success and deep personal challenges, but through it all, his love for his son Beau, remained constant. Despite the struggles he faced, from being a teen idol to battling addiction and illness, David’s legacy lives on through Beau, who continues to carry his father’s musical talent and charm.

In a spontaneous moment, the superstar invites a little girl to sing “You Raise Me Up.” Within seconds, the girl captivates the audience and brings down the house with her rendition.

The renowned artist invites a young girl to perform “You Raise Me Up.” Moments later, the girl mesmerizes the audience.

For fans of America’s Got Talent, memories of Céline Tam linger— the endearing girl from Hong Kong who left the competition before reaching the finals last year.

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Curiosity about Céline’s subsequent journey may arise. Encouragingly, there’s positive news about her career. Recently, German singer Helene Fischer, also a show host, extended an invitation to the young talent for a duet.

The chosen song was “You Raise Me Up,” despite Céline’s earlier exit from America’s Got Talent due to attempting a song deemed too ambitious by the judges. However, when the young girl begins to sing, she astounds the entire audience, prompting applause after just a few moments.

Céline demonstrates her innate ability to sing, turning her past “loss” on America’s Got Talent into a source of motivation. Helene recognized this potential, and their outstanding duet on “You Raise Me Up” is captured in the video below. Prepare to be amazed

Neighbor Asked My Son to Wash His Car for a Month, Then Refused to Pay – I Taught Him a Lesson of My Own

When Irene’s son, Ben, walks into their home looking frustrated, she demands to know why. As the boy begins talking, she realizes that their smug neighbor has refused to pay Ben for the month of car washes he has been doing for the man. Will this mom take matters into her own hands?

I could tell something was wrong when Ben walked through the door that Friday evening. He was dragging his feet, and the usual brightness in his eyes was nowhere to be found.

His hands were still wet, probably from wringing out the towels after washing another car, and he avoided eye contact as he dropped onto the couch.

A frustated little boy | Source: Midjourney

A frustated little boy | Source: Midjourney

“Hey, bud, what’s going on?” I called from the kitchen.

I had planned on making him his favorite grilled chicken and mashed potatoes for dinner. I was going to have his plate ready the moment he walked in.

But looking at him now, I was worried. Ben was only 14 but recently got a taste of making money and wanted to be independent.

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Plates of food | Source: Midjourney

“Come on,” I said, wiping my hands. “You can tell me anything!”

For a second, he didn’t answer but stared at the ground. My heart sank when I saw the frustration etched on his face.

It was like he was trying to find the words but didn’t know how to get them out.

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A close up of a little boy | Source: Midjourney

“He… he didn’t pay me,” Ben finally muttered.

“What do you mean? Didn’t Mr. Peterson agree to pay you $50 each time you washed his car?” I asked, feeling my own brow furrow.

Ben let out a sigh that sounded far too heavy for a 14-year-old.

“Yeah, but today, after I finished washing the car for the fourth time this month, he said it wasn’t ‘spotless’ and that I wouldn’t get paid. At all! He said I should have done a better job if I wanted my money.”

An upset boy | Source: Midjourney

An upset boy | Source: Midjourney

I felt my fists tighten. Mr. Peterson, that smug neighbor of ours who always had something slick to say. He strutted around in his suits, making sure everyone noticed the shine on his precious black Jeep.

“It’s a beautiful car, isn’t it?” he would ask, leaning out of his car. “Stunning!”

A few months ago, he became interested in Ben, especially after seeing Ben wash my car.

“Whoa! You’ve done a great job on your mom’s car, Ben! What do you say about washing my car every Friday? I’ll pay you, of course!”

A Jeep parked in a driveway | Source: Midjourney

A Jeep parked in a driveway | Source: Midjourney

Initially, I thought that it was a compliment, but now I could see it for what it really was:

A way to exploit cheap labor.

“You’ve been washing that car every week this month, haven’t you?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.

Ben nodded, sinking deeper into the couch.

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A close up of a woman | Source: Midjourney

“Yeah, I’ve spent about three hours for the past four weeks, just making sure that it was clean. I even used the hand-vacuum under the seats and everything. But he said that I didn’t deserve to be paid.”

A flush of anger bloomed across my chest.

I knew Ben had done a great job. Whenever he did our car, I was always so impressed by him. And anyway, Mr. Peterson’s car gleamed like a showroom model when my son was done with it.

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A frustrated boy | Source: Midjourney

This wasn’t about the car being clean. No, sir. It was about Mr. Peterson being a jerk.

And now?

Now, Ben was left feeling like his hard work wasn’t worth anything.

“How much does he owe you?” I asked.

Ben thought for a moment.

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A man in a suit | Source: Midjourney

“Four washes, Mom. So, $200.”

I pulled out my wallet and counted $200 in crisp bills. I handed it to him, watching his eyes widen in surprise.

“Here, you earned this, sweetheart.”

“Mom, you don’t have to. It was Mr. Peterson’s job to pay me!” he exclaimed.

I shook my head, cutting him off.

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A woman taking money out of her wallet | Source: Midjourney

“I’m not done with Mr. Peterson, honey. He doesn’t get to treat you like this and walk away.”

Ben looked uncertain, his eyes flicking from the money in his hand to me.

“But, Mom!”

“No ‘buts,’ Ben,” I said, putting my wallet away. “Trust me, I’m going to teach Mr. Peterson a lesson about what happens when you take advantage of someone’s hard work. Now, come on, let’s eat. I’m starving!”

Ben smiled and sat down at the table.

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A smiling boy | Source: Midjourney

“Thanks, Mom,” he said, smiling.

The next morning, I woke up with a plan. Mr. Peterson had no idea what was coming. I glanced out the window and, sure enough, there he was, standing in his silk pajamas, meticulously polishing his Jeep like a man obsessed.

I smiled and headed outside, casually walking toward him in my yoga clothes.

“Good morning, Mr. Peterson!” I called out cheerfully.

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A man standing next to a Jeep in pajamas | Source: Midjourney

He looked up from his car, his usual smug expression already in place.

“Morning, Irene,” he said. “What can I do for you? But make it quick, I have brunch with the family soon.”

I could have rolled my eyes.

“Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to check in about Ben’s payment for washing your car,” I said. “He mentioned you weren’t satisfied with his work yesterday.”

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A close up of a woman | Source: Midjourney

Mr. Peterson straightened his back and crossed his arms.

“Yes, that’s right, Irene. The car wasn’t spotless, so I didn’t see the need to pay him. It’s a learning experience, you know? Anyway, he’s a young lad. The world has to humble him.”

The anger from the night before flared up again, but I kept my face neutral, even smiling a little.

“A learning experience, huh?” I said. “Interesting. Ben did tell me that you were a man of your word… and he mentioned that you agreed to pay him $50 per wash, regardless of how spotless it was. And wouldn’t you know it! I’ve got the pictures he took of the car after every wash.”

A man standing next to a Jeep | Source: Midjourney

A man standing next to a Jeep | Source: Midjourney

The smugness in his expression cracked a little.

“Pictures?” Mr. Peterson asked.

“Yes, pictures. He enjoyed sending them to his grandfather after every wash. He is very proud of his work.”

Mr. Peterson grunted.

“And anyway, it seems to me like a verbal agreement was made. And breaking that? Well, that’s a breach of contract, isn’t it? Should I speak to my lawyer about this?”

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A frowning woman | Source: Midjourney

The color drained from his face.

“There’s no need for all that!” he exclaimed.

I held up a hand.

“Oh, I think there is. See, Ben worked hard, and you’re trying to cheat him out of what he earned. So, here’s the deal. You pay my son the $200 today, or I’ll make sure everyone in this neighborhood knows how you treat kids who work for you.”

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A close up of a man | Source: Midjourney

He just stared at me.

“And if that doesn’t convince you, I’m more than happy to take legal action,” I continued.

I could see the panic settle into his features now. The neighbor with the perfect lawn and the perfect Jeep was suddenly sweating bullets into his silk pajamas.

He opened the car door and fumbled for his wallet, quickly counting out the cash.

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A man’s wallet | Source: Midjourney

“Here’s your money,” he muttered, handing over $200 in crumpled bills.

“Great. It’s been good doing business with you,” I said with a smile. “But please, understand that my son will not touch a car of yours again.”

He nodded grimly.

Inside, Ben looked up from the couch when I walked in. He had a bowl of cereal in his hands, and his eyes widened when I handed him the cash.

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A boy holding a bowl of cereal | Source: Midjourney

“You actually did it!” he exclaimed.

I grinned, feeling a fierce sense of pride.

“No one messes with my son,” I said. “Especially when they think they can get away with not paying what’s owed. Next time, if someone tries to pull a stunt like that, you’ll know exactly how to handle it.”

“Does this mean that I have to give you the $200 back?” he grinned.

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A smiling boy | Source: Midjourney

My Grandmother Pretended to Be Deaf to Test Us before Dividing the Inheritance – Everyone Got What They Deserved  

 
A smiling older woman sitting on a chair | Source: AmoMama
A smiling older woman sitting on a chair | Source: AmoMama

“Love is the greatest inheritance,” my late Grandma used to say. It took her pretending to be deaf and a shocking will reading for her greedy children to finally understand what she meant.

Cherish your grandparents while you still can. Hold them tight, whisper “I love you,” and create memories that’ll warm your heart long after they’re gone. Because one day, those memories will be all you have left. I’m Emily, and I’m about to share how my 89-year-old Grandma Rosalind taught me this priceless lesson that changed my life forever…

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A cheerful teenage girl with her grandma | Source: Pexels

I was 15 when it happened. While my friends were busy with their summer flings and beach parties, I was content spending time with Grandma Rosalind. Her dimpled smile always made my day brighter.

“Emily, dear,” Grandma once said, her voice soft and loving. “Would you like to help me with the garden later?”

I nodded eagerly, ignoring the eye rolls from my uncle across the room. He never understood why I bothered with the “old lady”.

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A grandmother talking to her granddaughter as the girl eats cookies | Source: Pexels

“You’re wasting your summer, Em,” my Uncle Bill muttered. “Why don’t you come to the beach with us instead?”

I shot him a glare. “Because I actually care about my Grandma, Uncle Bill. You should try it sometime.”

As Grandma and I pruned the roses together, I couldn’t help but notice how her hands shook slightly. She was getting older, and it scared me.

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Close-up of a young person holding an older person’s hand | Source: Pexels

“Grandma,” I gently said. “You know I love you, right?”

She paused, looking at me with those kind eyes. “Of course, sweetheart. And I love you too. More than you could ever know.”

As we headed inside, I hugged her tightly, inhaling the familiar scent of lavender and home-baked cookies clinging to her dress. Little did I know, this moment of peace was the calm before the storm.

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A girl hugging her grandma from behind | Source: Pexels

“Emily,” Grandma said, her voice suddenly serious. “Promise me something. No matter what happens, always stay true to yourself.”

I pulled back, confused. “Of course, Grandma. But why are you saying this?”

She just smiled, that familiar twinkle in her eye. “You’ll understand someday, my dear. Now, how about we bake some cookies?”

A week before Grandma’s 89th birthday, everything changed. Dad came home, his face ashen.

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A sad man sitting on the couch | Source: Pexels

“Emily,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “Grandma’s in the hospital. The doctors… they said she’s lost her hearing.”

My world shattered. How could this happen? Just yesterday, we were laughing over her childhood stories.

“But… but she was fine!” I protested, tears welling up in my eyes. “We were gardening and baking and…”

Dad pulled me into a hug. “I know, sweetheart. It happened suddenly. The doctors said it’s not uncommon at her age.”

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A distressed teenage girl looking up | Source: Pexels

Despite the diagnosis, we decided to throw Grandma a birthday party anyway. She deserved it, deaf or not.

“We’ll make it special,” Mom said, her voice brimming with love and determination. “Emily, why don’t you make a photo album? I’m sure Grandma would love that.”

I smiled, wiping away my tears as I helped Mom set the table for dinner. “Yeah, I’ll do that. She always loved looking at old pictures.”

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A teenage girl setting the table with her mother | Source: Pexels

Fast forward to Grandma’s 89th birthday celebration, the party was in full swing, but something felt off. I sat next to Grandma, showing her pictures on my phone, when I overheard my Uncle Bill’s booming voice.

“If the house doesn’t get to us, I’m gonna fight for it in court. Don’t you understand that she’s already old and stupid?” he hissed, looking unkindly at Grandma.

I froze, my blood running cold. How could he say that about Grandma?

An annoyed teenage girl looking to her side | Source: Midjourney

An annoyed teenage girl looking to her side | Source: Midjourney

Aunt Sarah chimed in, her voice dripping with disdain. “Oh yeah, brother! Her words can’t be trusted. I can’t really wait to get that lovely farmhouse she owns in Boston.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. These were the same people who’d smiled and hugged Grandma just moments ago.

“Hey!” I shouted, my face burning with anger. “How can you talk about Grandma like that?”

Uncle Bill sneered at me. “Zip it up, you silly little girl. This is grown-up talk.”

A furious man sitting on the couch | Source: Pexels

A furious man sitting on the couch | Source: Pexels

I looked at Grandma, expecting to see hurt in her eyes. But instead, I saw… a glimmer of something else. Was it… amusement?

I shook my head, dismissing the thought. The poor thing couldn’t hear them, and in a way, I was glad. Their cruel words would have broken her heart.

“You okay, Grandma?” I asked, forgetting for a moment that she couldn’t hear me.

She patted my hand and smiled.

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A smiling older lady near a birthday cake adorned with glowing candles | Source: Midjourney

Later that night, after everyone had gone home, I found Grandma sitting in her favorite armchair, staring out the window.

“Grandma?” I said softly, approaching her.

To my surprise, she turned to look at me. “Emily, dear. Come sit with me.”

I froze. “Grandma? You… you can hear me?”

She chuckled, that familiar twinkle in her eye. “Sweetie, I know everything. Who said I was completely deaf? I can hear faintly.”

My jaw dropped. “But… but at the party… Uncle Bill and Aunt Sarah…”

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A startled teenage girl covering her mouth in shock | Source: Pexels

“I know what they said,” she sighed. “And I know they’re all waiting for me to die.”

I hugged her tightly, tears streaming down my face. “I’m so sorry, Grandma. They’re horrible!”

She wiped my tears away. “Don’t cry, my dear. We’re going to teach them a lesson they’ll never forget.”

Close-up of an older woman talking to her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

Close-up of an older woman talking to her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

Over the next few days, Grandma and I plotted our plan. I bought some small recorders, and we set about capturing the true nature of our relatives.

“Remember, Emily,” Grandma said as we worked. “This isn’t about revenge. It’s about revealing the truth.”

I nodded, though part of me couldn’t help but feel a little satisfaction at the thought of exposing their true colors.

An older woman comforting her distressed granddaughter | Source: Pexels

An older woman comforting her distressed granddaughter | Source: Pexels

As we captured more and more of my aunts’ and uncles’ cruel words, my heart shattered into a million pieces. Their voices, dripping with greed and mockery, filled the tiny recorders:

“I can’t wait for the old bat to kick the bucket already.”

“Maybe we should help her along, you know? It’s for her own good.”

“God, why won’t she just die already? I’ve got plans for that beach house.”

Each word was like a knife twisting in my gut.

A small voice recorder placed on a brown table | Source: Unsplash

A small voice recorder placed on a brown table | Source: Unsplash

I looked at Grandma, her weathered hands trembling slightly as she listened. Her eyes, once so bright and full of life, now glistened with unshed tears.

“How can they be so heartless?” I whispered. “Grandma, these are your children. How can they say such awful things?”

Grandma reached out and squeezed my hand, her touch as gentle as ever. “Oh, my sweet Emily,” she murmured, her voice quavering. “Sometimes, the people who should love us the most are the ones who hurt us the deepest.”

A teenage girl and her grandmother walking outdoor | Source: Pexels

A teenage girl and her grandmother walking outdoor | Source: Pexels

Hot tears spilled down my cheeks. How could they do this to the woman who had loved them, raised them, and given them everything? Now they were circling like vultures, eagerly awaiting her death.

“Doesn’t it hurt you, Grandma?” I asked her.

She smiled sadly. “Of course it does, dear. But it also shows me who truly cares. And that’s worth more than any wealth. Remember… love is the greatest inheritance.”

A week later, Grandma passed away peacefully in her sleep. I was devastated. The funeral was a somber affair, with relatives shedding crocodile tears while eyeing Grandma’s possessions.

People at a funeral | Source: Pexels

People at a funeral | Source: Pexels

“Such a tragedy,” Aunt Sarah sniffled, her eyes darting around the room. “I’ll miss her so much.”

I bit my tongue, knowing what was coming.

Three days after the funeral, we all gathered at the lawyer’s office for the reading of the will.

Mr. Thompson, our family lawyer, cleared his throat. “Before we begin, I have a special request from Mrs. Rosalind.”

He placed seven small boxes and envelopes on the table, each labeled with a name. Everyone except me had one.

A brown envelope on a table | Source: Pexels

A brown envelope on a table | Source: Pexels

“Emily,” Mr. Thompson said, “your grandmother left something different for you.”

My heart raced as I watched my relatives tear into their boxes. Each one contained a small recorder.

Uncle Bill pressed play first. His own voice filled the room: “I can’t wait for the old bat to kick the bucket already.”

A lawyer sitting in his office | Source: Pexels

A lawyer sitting in his office | Source: Pexels

Aunt Sarah’s recorder was next: “God, why won’t she just die already? I’ve got plans for that beach house.”

One by one, each recorder played back the nasty things they’d said about Grandma. The color drained from their faces as they realized the truth.

Oh, you petty things! Grandma hadn’t been deaf at all.

A shocked woman covering her mouth | Source: Pexels

A shocked woman covering her mouth | Source: Pexels

“YOU!” Uncle Bill pointed at me, his face red with anger. “You did this!”

I stood my ground. “No, Uncle Bill. You did this to yourself. All of you did.”

As the last recording finished, I couldn’t help but smile. Grandma had outsmarted them all.

“Emily,” Mr. Thompson said, handing me an envelope. “This is for you.”

A lawyer looking up with a smile while sitting in his office | Source: Pexels

A lawyer looking up with a smile while sitting in his office | Source: Pexels

With shaking hands, I opened it. Inside was a letter in Grandma’s elegant handwriting:

“My dearest Emily,

You were the only one who saw me for who I was, not what I had. Your love was pure and unconditional. That’s why I’m leaving everything to you. Use it wisely, and always remember: love is the greatest inheritance of all.

Love,

Grandma”

A teenage girl holding a letter | Source: Midjourney

A teenage girl holding a letter | Source: Midjourney

Tears streamed down my face as I clutched the letter to my chest. I realized that Grandma had given me something far more valuable than money or property. She’d taught me the true meaning of love and family.

As for my relatives? They each received an envelope containing a single dollar and a note that read: “Hope this would be enough! Good luck!”

The aftermath was chaotic. Uncle Bill threatened to contest the will, but Mr. Thompson shut him down quickly.

“Mrs. Rosalind was of sound mind when she made this will,” he said firmly. “And given the evidence we’ve just heard, I’d say her decisions were well-founded.”

A person holding one dollar bill | Source: Pexels

A person holding one dollar bill | Source: Pexels

As we left the office, my Dad pulled me aside. “Emily, I’m so proud of you. And I’m sorry I didn’t see what was happening sooner.”

I hugged him tight. “It’s okay, Dad. Grandma knew you loved her. That’s what matters.”

It’s been ten years since that day, and I still miss my Grandma terribly. But her final lesson stays with me: love your family unconditionally, because nothing in this world is permanent. Not money, not property. Just love.

And remember, sometimes the quietest voices have the most to say. Listen closely… you never know what you might learn.

A grieving young woman in front of a grave in a cemetery | Source: Freepik

A grieving young woman in front of a grave in a cemetery | Source: Freepik

Here’s another story: Iva grew up knowing her father’s hatred for her mom’s painting obsession. After their divorce, she stepped into her mom’s new home, only to make a heartbreaking discovery.

Young Woman Gets a Job as a Maid and Notices Mother’s Framed Photo in Boss’s Bedroom – Story of the Day  

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Caroline got a job as a cleaning lady in New York and went to her first assignment. It was a beautiful house in Manhattan, but something shocked her. There was a picture of her mother in the office. Then a man walked in.

“I’m going to do a great job,” Caroline psyched herself up in front of her first assignment. She and her friend, Melissa, moved to New York a few days ago to make their dreams of being Broadway stars come true.

But they needed to find jobs first to rent an apartment together. Luckily, Melissa got hired at a clothing store, and Caroline got a job at an agency for domestic cleaners.

It was perfect. It wasn’t that time-consuming, and she loved cleaning because it had a calming effect on her. Moreover, if no one else was home, she could practice her singing voice.

Caroline was going to her first assignment as a cleaning lady. | Source: Shutterstock

Caroline was going to her first assignment as a cleaning lady. | Source: Shutterstock

Unfortunately, her mother’s face popped into her mind before walking into her first home. Her mother, Helen, didn’t want her to chase after such silly dreams, much less live in New York.

Caroline was born and raised in Philadelphia, which wasn’t that far away. She didn’t have a father, and her mother never said a word about him. For some reason, Helen really hated New York. She also sheltered Caroline all her life, which was why she had to escape.

When she and Melissa planned their move, she knew her mother would not allow it. Caroline suspected she may even fake an illness just to get her to stay. But Caroline needed to fight for her dreams. It was her life. So, she left a tiny note on her mother’s dresser when she was asleep and ran away.

It had been several days, and Helen had not called her, which was weird. But Caroline assumed she was probably mad at her. Hopefully, she would get over it once Caroline debuted on Broadway. Now, it was time to focus on cleaning this house.

According to the agency director, an older man lives in the house alone, so it was not particularly messy in the first place. When Caroline finally walked inside using the key under the mat as was instructed, she wasted no time to start cleaning — first, the kitchen, then the living room, and moving towards the bedroom.

She noticed the pictures above the mantelpiece. | Source: Unplash

She noticed the pictures above the mantelpiece. | Source: Unplash

“I’m almost done, sir. But may I ask a question? Who is this woman?”

She hesitated a bit right at the entrance of a serious-looking office, but there were no instructions against coming in. She resolved not to touch too much around the desk and continued cleaning.

There was a beautiful fireplace with a mantelpiece on top and huge bookshelves along the opposite wall. It was the kind of office Caroline had only seen in movies.

She tidied as quickly and thoroughly as she could but stopped short at the mantelpiece. There were several pictures on top, but one caught her attention. A picture with her mother’s face. She was at least 18 years younger, but it was her. “Why is my mother in this man’s pictures?” she wondered out loud.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps and an older man entered the office. “Oh hello there! You must be the new cleaning lady. I’m Richard Smith. I own this house,” the man introduced himself with a warm smile. “Are you done in here already?”

“I’m almost done, sir. But may I ask a question?” Caroline hesitated, hoping that the man wouldn’t be mad if she asked about the image. “Who is this woman?”

The man moved closer to see what picture she was talking about. | Source: Pexels

The man moved closer to see what picture she was talking about. | Source: Pexels

“Who?” he wondered, moving closer to her and putting on his glasses. “Ah yes. That’s Helen. She was the love of my life.”

Caroline’s senses started pinging. “What happened to her?” She couldn’t help but ask.

“She died during a bus crash. She was pregnant at the time too. I couldn’t even go to the funeral because her mother hated me. It was crazy… I tried to move on and never did. To this day, I still love and miss her,” Richard responded, removing his glasses and moving towards his chair.

“Sir, I’m sorry to intrude like this, and thank you for telling me. But this woman… she looks so much like my mother. It’s insane,” Caroline revealed.

The older man frowned at her. “What do you mean?”

“Well, my mother, Helen, looks exactly like this woman. Obviously, she’s older now, but the resemblance is uncanny. I’m 98% sure this is her,” she continued, facing Richard but gesturing toward the photograph.

Richard dialed right there from his desk. | Source: Pexels

Richard dialed right there from his desk. | Source: Pexels

“Helen? Your mother’s name is Helen? Where did you grow up?”

“Philadelphia,” she answered, shrugging her shoulders. Her eyes widened now that she realized that if that was Helen, then this man might be her father.

Richard covered his mouth with his hands. “This is not possible…” he whispered. “Can I have your mother’s phone number?”

“Sure,” she said and gave it to him.

“Can you stay here while I call her?” he requested, and Caroline agreed.

He dialed right there from his office phone, and her mother’s voice answered after a few rings. “Hello? Is it you, Caroline?”

Richard looked up at Caroline for a second but decided to speak up first. “Is this Helen Geller?”

“Yes. Who am I speaking to?” Helen asked from the other end of the line.

He told her about the alleged bus crash. | Source: Pexels

He told her about the alleged bus crash. | Source: Pexels

“Helen, it’s Richard,” he continued, his voice starting to get emotional.

“Richard, who? Wait a minute. Richard Morris? What do you want after all these years?” Helen asked, her voice hardening for some reason.

Caroline and Richard started at each other in confusion, but he continued. “What do you mean after all these years? I thought you were dead!”

“What?”

Richard explained what he knew of the alleged accident when he had lost his future wife and unborn baby. He also explained how Helen’s mother didn’t allow him at the funeral and refused to tell him anything afterward. But Helen had no idea what he was talking about and told him what she knew.

“My mother told me that you called and decided you wanted nothing to do with me. So I raised my daughter on my own,” Helen revealed, and Caroline was shocked by this turn of events.

Caroline wanted to make it on Broadway first. | Source: Pexels

Caroline wanted to make it on Broadway first. | Source: Pexels

“That’s not… Helen, I would never abandon you. I never moved on. I still thought of you every day. I mourned you. I’ve been in pain thinking about you and our kid for almost two decades,” Richard continued, but Helen was quiet.

“I can’t believe Mom would do this. But well, that was her way. I don’t know what do now,” Helen finally stated. “Wait. How did you find out I was still alive?”

“Mom, I’m here,” Caroline chimed in at last. She hurriedly explained what happened and reassured her mother that she was fine in New York.

“I can’t believe this is happening at all. I can’t even ask my mother why she would do something so cruel to us. She died years ago. But anyway, when are you coming back home, Caroline?” Helen asked, in a firmer voice toward her daughter.

“I’m not coming back until I make it on Broadway. And now, well… now I have another reason to stay here,” Caroline continued, looking at Richard with a tiny smile.

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They broke the ice with one silly statement. | Source: Pexels

“Fine, but I’m coming up to New York soon,” Helen said and hung up. Richard and Caroline started at each other in silence for a few moments before either of them spoke up.

“So, I guess you’re my dad,” she chirped. He laughed, and that’s how they broke the ice.

What can we learn from this story?

  • Let your children pursue their dreams. Caroline ran away because her mother was overprotective. You should guide your children but let them decide what to do with their lives.
  • Some parents don’t have your best interests at heart. Helen’s mother did something horrible to her and Richard, and they would never know why.

Share this story with your friends. It might brighten their day and inspire them.

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Judge Judy Married Her Husband Twice — Her Inspiring Love Story  

Judge Judy | Source: Getty Images
Judge Judy | Source: Getty Images

When Judge Judy Sheindlin divorced her husband, she was facing a heartbreaking situation. However, their split didn’t last, and later, she revealed the reason why she decided to remarry him.

Judge Judy Sheindlin, known for her role as a television court arbitrator and her background as a prosecutor and family court judge, is married to Jerry Sheindlin, who is also a lawyer and former judge.

Judy and her husband have always supported each other in their legal careers. When Jerry, then a New York State Supreme Court judge, was offered a spot on “The People’s Court,” he turned to his wife for advice.

In an interview, he recalled, “She is the one who told me I should do it,” adding that he wouldn’t have accepted the role if Judy had any doubts.

Despite his wife’s massive success on TV, the New York native wasn’t concerned about the competition, saying, “I think that behind every great woman there is a man. […] But I also heard a rumor that behind every great man, there is a woman.”

Jerry had just started easing out of his Supreme Court role when he began taping for “The People’s Court.” His new role, presiding over about 10 cases a day for two days a week, was much lighter compared to the 150 cases he used to manage.

Jerry and Judy’s connection has always been rooted in their shared legal careers, even from the very beginning. Their first meeting happened in a bar after Jerry had just finished defending a murder case.

He was talking to a reporter when Judy walked in, pointed a finger at him, and asked, ‘And who is this?'” Jerry recalled. His response was direct, “‘Lady, get your finger out of my face.’ We’ve been together ever since.”

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin attend Women's Righs in Afghanistan Benefit Gala on March 29, 1999, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin attend Women’s Righs in Afghanistan Benefit Gala on March 29, 1999, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images

While Jerry has enjoyed watching Judy’s television success, he humorously added, “If my show takes off and I beat her, I am contacting Hollywood immediately to remake the movie ‘Sleeping With the Enemy.'”

The couple’s relationship continued to evolve with their characteristic boldness and humor. After a year together, Judy subtly suggested marriage, but Jerry had his reservations.

 Jerry and Judy Sheindlin attend 46th Annual Spirit of Achievement Luncheon on May 1, 2000, in New York City. | Source: Getty Images

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin attend 46th Annual Spirit of Achievement Luncheon on May 1, 2000, in New York City. | Source: Getty Images

“Why does the government have to dictate our relationship, it’s just a piece of paper. We’re already devoted to each other, we’re already committed to each other,” he told her.

Rather than pushing the issue, Judy simply stated that if Jerry wanted them to live together, he should ask for her father’s permission. Not wanting to face her dad, Jerry made a different choice—he set a wedding date, and the two were married in 1977.

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin attend Merv Griffin's Coconut Club for a special performance on January 13, 2001, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin attend Merv Griffin’s Coconut Club for a special performance on January 13, 2001, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Though the pair were deeply committed to each other, their relationship faced a challenge in 1990 when they divorced. The strain came after the passing of Judy’s father, Murray Blum, which left her under immense emotional stress. However, their time apart didn’t last long, as they remarried just a year later.

Jerry reflected on that difficult period, saying, “I missed her presence the very first week that we were separated. It was the first time in years that we didn’t get to see each other every single day. It was such a strange experience.”

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin pictured down Madison Ave on January 29, 2002, in New York City. | Source: Getty Images

Jerry and Judy Sheindlin pictured down Madison Ave on January 29, 2002, in New York City. | Source: Getty Images

Meanwhile, Judy acknowledged that she enjoyed being married and had missed Jerry during their time apart. To her, there’s something special about sharing life as a couple and the connection that comes with marriage.

After remarrying after their divorce, Judy opened up about the brief split in a rare interview. When asked why she chose to reunite with Jerry in 1991, she explained, “That’s a long story, but the end of the story is: I found … that most men were alike.”

The public figure went on to share her thoughts about the differences between men and women. “They have basic needs that are different from women’s,” she said.

They enjoy being taken care of, receiving affection, and having their personal space. As long as they are fed, shown love, and given room to do their own thing, they tend to be content, Judy added.

Judy and Jerry Sheindlin at the Women's Guild Cedars-Sinai's Annual Luncheon on April 13, 2015, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Judy and Jerry Sheindlin at the Women’s Guild Cedars-Sinai’s Annual Luncheon on April 13, 2015, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

She has always been candid about the dynamics of her long-lasting marriage with Jerry. In a January 2024 interview, she offered some insight into how they’ve kept their relationship strong after nearly 50 years together.

“You don’t spend 24 hours together because that’s deadly,” she explained, highlighting the importance of personal space. Judy added, “Jerry just celebrated his 90th birthday and I still like to look at him when he walks in the room—that’s a key.”

Judy and Jerry Sheindlin pictured on December 17, 2022, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Judy and Jerry Sheindlin pictured on December 17, 2022, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Judy, now nearing her 82nd birthday on October 21, 2024, has always stressed the value of maintaining a good appearance, especially as one ages. However, when it comes to Jerry, she doesn’t need to remind him—he’s already well aware of how to stay in shape.

“He loves himself desperately. Jerry is almost ten years older than I am, but I think his goal is to outlive me. He takes very good care of himself,” said the TV star, who once had a mini-stroke during a show taping.

Judy and Jerry’s enduring bond continues to charm fans, both on and off the screen. In a heartfelt Facebook post, she uploaded a picture of the couple, which quickly drew admiration from followers.

One person commented, “You and your husband look so good together. Love [sic] your smiles,” while another added“You look amazing. Love your down to earth [sic], common sense judgments.”

Judy Sheindlin and Jerry Sheindlin’s long-lasting relationship highlights the power of love, mutual respect, and shared humor. After nearly five decades together, their bond remains strong, proving that true companionship can endure through all of life’s challenges.

Riona was cruelly set on fire — after a year of recovery, she’s finally going to her new home.

 

 

It’s truly unbelievable how cruel some people can be to dogs. A sweet pup named Riona suffered as much as anybody after being brutally set on fire by her owner last year.

But almost exactly a year after that horrific incident, Riona is finally going to her new home.

Last June, residents in Nutbush, Tennessee witnessed a shocking site as Riona, a pitbull mix, ran down the street engulfed in flames. The smell of gas made it clear that she had been intentionally set on fire.

“All you could smell was gas,” Mallory Mclemore of Bluff City Veterinary Specialists told Memphis Commercial Appeal.

“She was burnt and covered in diesel fuel… It confirmed she was set on fire via witness statements,” Ginger Natoli, founder of the Tails of Hope Dog Rescue, told Newsweek. “We have obtained ring cam footage from a neighbor that also shows her running in a ball of flames.”

Riona’s ear was burnt off, but thankfully her left eye was saved after emergency medical response. She was taken in by Tails of Hope Dog Rescue, and received medical treatments at Bluff City Veterinary Specialists. She was given twice daily full body wraps to protect her skin.

 

A TikTok video of Riona’s story went viral with millions of views, garnering sympathy for Riona around the world.

Riona began a long road to recovery, receiving a series of skin grafts to treat the fourth degree burns all over her body. While she was traumatized by the ordeal, Riona was also said to be in good spirits throughout her recovery.

“She’s just always wagging her tail,” Mclemore said. “That’s what makes it even worse, I guess. Not that it would ever be OK, but just being so sweet and for somebody to do something like this to her. She just loves everybody.”

“She’s actually kind of cute with one ear,” Natoli told the Commercial Appeal. “It makes her personality cute.”

Tails of Hope continued to share updates of Riona’s recovery, and supporters sent in donations and gifts for the dog.

Meanwhile, 43-year-old Quishon Brown was arrested for allegedly setting Riona on fire. Police charged him with misdemeanor assault and two felonies, aggravated cruelty to animals and setting fire to personal property. The case is currently awaiting trial.

According to a Facebook post, Riona’s story also helped a new animal cruelty bill pass in Tennessee.

 

Months passed, and slowly but surely Riona’s condition improved. And recently, almost exactly a year after she was set on fire, there has been an inspiring update to Riona’s story: she’s finally going to her new home!

Tails of Hope wrote that they would be embarking on an ten-hour road trip to bring Riona to her new forever home.

“Our goal was to get her a forever home, and that’s exactly what we found,” Natoli told the Commercial Appeal. “Riona has other dogs to play with, she has children to play with, she’s got a big yard to play in, she’s got a family that has experience in the medical field and an understanding of what her injuries were.”

 

“Riona’s story is not coming to an end, in fact it is really just beginning,” the rescue wrote on Facebook. “We have all been a part of this miracle, our ‘warrior’ girl.”

In a reminder of how the work of animal rescues is never done, Tails of Hope said that right after Riona left for her new home, they took in another rescue dog who had been a burn victim. “There is always another in need,” they wrote. Now we get to be part of yet another story.”

 

What a horrible thing for this poor sweet dog to go through, but we’re so happy that a year later Riona is off to her new home!

Please share this inspiring update! ❤️

I Wanted to Surprise My Husband by Secretly Getting a Job at His Company – After the First Day, We Broke Up  

Office workers having a meeting | Source: Shutterstock
Office workers having a meeting | Source: Shutterstock

Lila, feeling disconnected from her husband Dylan, secretly lands a job at his company. On her first day, she discovers Dylan’s shocking double life. Uncovering his deceit sets off a whirlwind of betrayal and revenge, leading to a dramatic public confrontation that changes everything.

Hey everyone, I wanted to share something crazy that happened to me recently. You won’t believe it. So, I’m Lila, a housewife. Or at least, I was. My husband, Dylan always insisted I stay home, and for a while, I was okay with that.

A housewife baking | Source: Pexels

A housewife baking | Source: Pexels

But the monotony of my daily routine and the loneliness from Dylan’s long hours at work really started to get to me. I love Dylan, don’t get me wrong, but I felt so disconnected from him. Most nights, I’d find myself waiting up for him, only to fall asleep alone.

One night, after waking up to find Dylan had already crawled into bed hours earlier, I decided enough was enough.

I was tired of feeling useless and unproductive. I needed something more, something for myself. And maybe I could surprise Dylan by showing him that I could be just as productive as him.

A woman leaning on a broom | Source: Pexels

A woman leaning on a broom | Source: Pexels

So, I did something a little crazy—I applied for a job at his company.

I kept it a secret, of course. I wanted it to be a surprise. I prepared meticulously for the interview, brushing up on all the skills I thought I’d need.

The day of the interview, I was a bundle of nerves, but I nailed it. I didn’t mention my connection to Dylan, and they hired me as a receptionist. I was ecstatic!

My first day at work was a whirlwind of excitement and nerves.

A woman heading to work | Source: Pexels

A woman heading to work | Source: Pexels

I told Dylan I had a doctor’s appointment to cover my tracks. As I walked into the office, my heart pounded in my chest. A woman named Sue greeted me with a warm smile and showed me to my desk.

The room went dead silent, and I felt everyone’s eyes on me. Lila’s words hit me like a freight train, revealing my lies and my deceit in front of everyone.

“So, Lila, welcome to the team! Let me give you a brief orientation,” Sue said, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Thanks, Sue. I’m really excited to be here,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

Two women shaking hands | Source: Pexels

Two women shaking hands | Source: Pexels

As we walked around the office, Sue pointed out the kitchen, the conference rooms, and finally, the desk where I’d be working.

I sat down, trying to absorb everything she was saying. Then, she glanced at my nameplate and froze.

“Your last name is Carter… wow, that’s a coincidence. You have the same last name as our Dylan,” she said with a chuckle.

I couldn’t help but joke, “Maybe I’m his wife?”

Sue’s smile faltered, and she looked uncomfortable. “No, his wife died a year ago. It was tragic. He took several weeks off to cope.”

A woman smiling awkwardly | Source: Pexels

A woman smiling awkwardly | Source: Pexels

I felt like I’d been sucker-punched. My ears started ringing, and for a moment, I thought I might pass out.

“I’m sorry, what?” I stammered, my voice barely more than a whisper.

My mind raced, trying to process her words. Dylan had taken time off work? A year ago? He hadn’t mentioned anything about a break. But now that I thought about it, he did go on a long business trip around that time.

Sue frowned, concern etched on her face. “I know, it’s awful. I shouldn’t have brought it up. I’m sorry.”

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A serious and thoughtful woman | Source: Pexels

I forced a weak smile. As I tried to make sense of this revelation, the office door swung open. And in walked Dylan, holding hands with his boss, Rachel. They looked like a picture-perfect couple, laughing and chatting as if they didn’t have a care in the world.

My stomach churned with a sickening mix of betrayal and rage. I leaned over behind my desk and fiddled with my shoe, pretending I was fixing a strap.

“That’s him now.” Sue leaned in, her voice a conspiratorial whisper. “He’s been dating the boss for a while. Dylan said they haven’t married because he still remembers his wife.”

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An office space | Source: Pexels

I lifted my head just high enough to peek over the top of my desk. I watched Dylan and Rachel make their way to his office. My shock quickly morphed into a burning desire for revenge.

How could he lie about something so profound? How could he replace me with someone else and live a double life without me suspecting a thing? I needed to gather my thoughts and plan my next move carefully.

For the rest of the day, I went through the motions of my new job, my mind racing with schemes.

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A woman working as a receptionist | Source: Pexels

Every time Dylan passed by, I felt a mix of anger and heartbreak as I ducked out of sight. But I kept my composure, knowing that a confrontation now would be too hasty. I needed to be strategic.

Towards the end of the day, the company announced a meeting to welcome the new CEO. My heart skipped a beat. This was it—my chance to expose Dylan for the liar he was.

I watched as Lila stood there, calm and composed, having just turned my world upside down. I didn’t know what to say or do. I just knew that I was screwed.

As the meeting time approached, I rehearsed what I would say, my hands shaking with a mix of fear and determination.

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An anxious woman | Source: Pexels

The conference room buzzed with excitement as everyone gathered to greet the new CEO. I stood at the back, waiting for the right moment.

The new CEO was introduced, and the room erupted in applause. I took a deep breath and stepped forward, interrupting the proceedings.

“Do you believe in ghosts?” I asked, my voice echoing through the room. The crowd fell silent, all eyes turning to me. “Because it looks like they exist, since I am the wife of this scumbag!”

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People seated at a conference table | Source: Pexels

Gasps filled the room as I pointed directly at Dylan. His face turned pale, and Rachel’s eyes widened in shock. I felt a surge of adrenaline as I recounted how Dylan lied about his wife’s death and started a new relationship under false pretenses.

My voice trembled with emotion, but I pushed through, determined to expose the truth.

“I intend to divorce him,” I declared, my eyes locked on Dylan’s. “He has deceived me and everyone else. He deserves to face the consequences.”

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A grim woman | Source: Pexels

Dylan’s Side of the Story:

Alright, folks, here’s a story for you, straight from the horse’s mouth. Or rather, from the man who royally screwed up his life. My name is Dylan, and this is my side of the story.

A year ago, I told everyone at work that my wife, Lila, had died. I know, it sounds insane, but I did it. I was feeling trapped, suffocated by the life we had.

Lila was a housewife, and though I loved her, I felt disconnected. Somewhere along the line, I started seeing my boss, Rachel. She was ambitious, exciting, everything my life wasn’t at the time.

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A man whose face is partly in shadow | Source: Unsplash

I took a few weeks off, claiming grief, and when I came back, I let everyone believe I was a widower. It was easier than facing the truth, I guess. Lila knew nothing about any of this.

Fast forward to the present. I thought I had everything under control. But then Lila decided she wanted more from life.

She applied for a job at my company without telling me and got hired. On her first day, she found out everything. The lie, Rachel, all of it. And she didn’t just find out quietly. Oh no, Lila exposed me in front of the entire company.

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People attending a meeting looking uncomfortable | Source: Pexels

The room went dead silent, and I felt everyone’s eyes on me. Lila’s words hit me like a freight train, revealing my lies and my deceit in front of everyone.

The CEO’s face twisted in horror, and I knew I was done for.

“Dylan, this is unacceptable. You are fired, effective immediately. We cannot have this kind of behavior tarnishing our company’s reputation,” he said.

I watched as Lila stood there, calm and composed, having just turned my world upside down. I didn’t know what to say or do. I just knew that I was screwed.

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A stunned man | Source: Pexels

Packing my belongings was surreal. I moved in a daze, my mind replaying Lila’s words over and over.

How had it come to this? Guilt, shame, and regret clawed at my insides. I’d destroyed my marriage and my career with my lies and infidelity.

Leaving the office for the last time felt like walking out of a life I barely recognized. I drove home, my mind swirling with what lay ahead. I knew I couldn’t stay there; the house we’d shared now felt like a mausoleum of my mistakes.

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A man walking while carrying a briefcase | Source: Pexels

I had to move out, find a new job, and deal with the fallout from my public humiliation and the impending divorce. But more than that, I had to confront what I’d done to Lila. The weight of my actions bore down on me, and I felt lost, adrift in a sea of regret.

I reached out to Lila a few days later, hoping to apologize sincerely. I didn’t expect forgiveness, but I needed her to know I was truly sorry.

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A man making a phone call | Source: Pexels

“Lila, I know I can’t undo the past, but I want you to know how deeply sorry I am,” I said when she answered the phone.

Her voice was cold, distant. “Dylan, sorry doesn’t change what you did. But if it helps you sleep at night, fine. Apology accepted. Just sign the divorce papers and let’s move on.”

Her words stung, but I knew I deserved them. I started therapy, determined to address my issues and become a better person.

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A man attending a therapy session | Source: Pexels

I vowed to rebuild my life with integrity, no matter how long or challenging the path might be.

The ‘Days of Our Lives’ Star Didn’t Find Love in 4 Marriages but Became a Mother at 44 Thanks to Surrogacy — Meet Her 2 Sons  

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The “Days of Our Lives” star | Source: Getty Images

This Hollywood actress faced heartbreak in her personal life with four marriages and years of infertility struggles. However, through surrogacy, she found her greatest joy as a mother to two sons. Discover her emotional journey to motherhood and the family she built.

Behind the glitz and glamour of Hollywood, even the most iconic stars face personal challenges. For this famous actress, known for her decades-long role on Days of Our Lives,” the pursuit of a family was filled with heartache.

The "Days of Our Lives" star circa 1986. | Source: Getty Images

The “Days of Our Lives” star circa 1986. | Source: Getty Images

Four marriages came and went, and after years of trying to conceive, she struggled with infertility. But she never gave up on her dream of becoming a mother. In her 40s, she turned to surrogacy, a decision that would finally give her the family she had longed for.

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The actress posing for a portrait in 1987 in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

A Journey to Fame and Through Marriages

This beloved star of “Days of Our Lives” became a household name through her portrayal of Marlena Evans, a psychiatrist on the long-running soap opera. However, before she rose to fame, her career began quite unexpectedly.

The actress as Marlena Evans in "Days of our Lives" in 1991. | Source: Getty Images

The actress as Marlena Evans in “Days of our Lives” in 1991. | Source: Getty Images

While attending college, she found herself in Los Angeles, where she decided to make some extra money on the side by modeling. This led to a series of opportunities, with an agent encouraging her to try print and commercial work.

The famous actress at the NBC Summer TCA Press Tour on July 27, 1991, in Universal City, California. | Source: Getty Images

The famous actress at the NBC Summer TCA Press Tour on July 27, 1991, in Universal City, California. | Source: Getty Images

Before long, her part-time gig blossomed into a full-time acting career. “I kept thinking, ‘Well, I’ll just do this acting thing until I’ve got a career.’ And then one day I thought, ‘What am I doing? I appear to have a career, and it’s not in psychiatry,'” she reflected.

The actress as Marlena Evans and Drake Hogestyn as John Black in "Days of our Lives" in 1993. | Source: Getty Images

The actress as Marlena Evans and Drake Hogestyn as John Black in “Days of our Lives” in 1993. | Source: Getty Images

However, while her career flourished, the actress’s personal life was a bit more tumultuous. She tied the knot four times, though none of those marriages stood the test of time.

The Hollywood star at the 20th Annual Daytime Emmy Awards on May 26, 1993, in New York. | Source: Getty Images

The Hollywood star at the 20th Annual Daytime Emmy Awards on May 26, 1993, in New York. | Source: Getty Images

After her relatively private first marriage did not work out, at the height of her soap opera fame, the actress married singer-songwriter Keith Barbour. However, after six years together, their marriage ended.

She then said “I do” to writer and producer Michael Dubelko, but they also did not last. Her fourth marriage followed to writer, actor, and producer Steve Sohmer.

Michael Dubelko and the Hollywood star at the American Jewish Committee's Sherrill C. Corwin Human Relations Award Salute to Merv Adelson on October 25, 1987, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Michael Dubelko and the Hollywood star at the American Jewish Committee’s Sherrill C. Corwin Human Relations Award Salute to Merv Adelson on October 25, 1987, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Despite her marriages not lasting, the actress never expressed regret over her romances. She shared, “A friend of mine says, ‘You’ve got a bad picker,’ and I think that’s not entirely untrue. But when I look at the growth in my life, everything got me to where I am.”

Steve Sohmer and the "Days of Our Lives" actress at the "Much Ado About Nothing" Westwood premiere on May 10, 1993. | Source: Getty Images

Steve Sohmer and the “Days of Our Lives” actress at the “Much Ado About Nothing” Westwood premiere on May 10, 1993. | Source: Getty Images

“I was going to school in Florida and a marriage got me to California, so that opened a few thousand doors! I’ve taken lessons [from them] and still have [some] great friendships,” the actress continued. However, by 2019, she had made it clear that she had no interest in walking down the aisle again.

The "Days of Our Lives" actress at the "My Fair Lady" opening night performance on July 7, 1993, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

The “Days of Our Lives” actress at the “My Fair Lady” opening night performance on July 7, 1993, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

Surrogacy Brought Her Dream of Motherhood to Life

This well-known actress is none other than Deidre Hall, who, over two decades and two marriages, struggled to conceive a child despite her best efforts.

Deidre Hall at The New York Friars' Club Roasts Whoopi Goldberg on October 8, 1993, in New York. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall at The New York Friars’ Club Roasts Whoopi Goldberg on October 8, 1993, in New York. | Source: Getty Images

She underwent numerous rounds of artificial insemination, surgeries, and in-vitro fertilization. Each attempt left her physically and emotionally exhausted, but still, no baby arrived. Ultimately, after battling infertility for so long, she and her fourth husband turned to surrogacy, a decision that changed her life.

Deidre Hall the 10th Annual Soap Opera Digest Awards on February 4, 1994, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall the 10th Annual Soap Opera Digest Awards on February 4, 1994, in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

As someone who had been through the emotional toll of infertility at 44, Deidre was drawn to surrogacy, revealing, “There is enormous power in women working together… and it came as no surprise to me that surrogacy would’ve worked for me.”

Deidre Hall at the Fifth Annual GLAAD Media Awards on March 19, 1994, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall at the Fifth Annual GLAAD Media Awards on March 19, 1994, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

She and Steve found a surrogate, a young mother named Robin, through a surrogacy center in Beverly Hills. However, that was just the beginning of the emotional process.

Deidre recalled the moment she met Robin, “It took about a year to find Robin, and as everything else in this process that has happened, when I saw her, I knew it. I knew she was my surrogate. I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.”

Deidre Hall and her sons at the "Cinderella" video cassette and album release party on October 2, 1995, in Burbank, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall and her sons at the “Cinderella” video cassette and album release party on October 2, 1995, in Burbank, California. | Source: Getty Images

Robin gave birth to their first son, David Atticus, on August 23, 1992, and three years later, on January 19, 1995, she delivered their second son, Tully Chapin. The joy Deidre felt when her sons were born was indescribable. “In the moment that baby is placed in your arms, it doesn’t matter how they got there,” Deidre reflected.

Deidre Hall and her son at the Caring for Babies with AIDS' Fifth Annual Stroll-A-Thon Benefit on November 12, 1995, at Roxbury Park in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall and her son at the Caring for Babies with AIDS’ Fifth Annual Stroll-A-Thon Benefit on November 12, 1995, at Roxbury Park in Beverly Hills, California. | Source: Getty Images

“When David was born, the doctor cut the cord and handed him to me, and I remember saying, ‘If anybody ever tries to hurt you, I will kill them’ … at a rational moment,” the actress joked.

Deidre Hall and her sons at "The Aristocats" video release and special screening on April 18, 1996, in Westwood, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall and her sons at “The Aristocats” video release and special screening on April 18, 1996, in Westwood, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre’s surrogacy journey was so significant that she and Steve decided to share their story with the world. In 1995, Steve wrote the made-for-TV movie “Never Say Never: The Deidre Hall Story,” in which Deidre played herself, reenacting her own surrogacy experience.

For Deidre, it was important to set the record straight and to show how positive and successful surrogacy could be when done properly. She felt particularly compelled to dispel the negative perceptions that lingered after the notorious Baby M custody case, which had cast a shadow over surrogacy in America.

“I thought: I believe in this so much. I’m so grateful to Robin for the gift she gave us. And I just wanted the world to know what it was. I had really wanted people to understand that Mary Beth Whitehead [of Baby M] was not the story, that wasn’t how it worked, and that women are extraordinary and they can do things together,” Deidre said.

The bond between Deidre and her surrogate, Robin, remained strong over the years. “We’re still close,” the actress shared. She maintained a warm relationship with Robin and her children, who had been quite young when they first met.

Deidre Hall and her sons at the launch party for "The Simpson's Ride" on May 17, 2008, in Universal City, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall and her sons at the launch party for “The Simpson’s Ride” on May 17, 2008, in Universal City, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre fondly recalled how Robin’s children had been told that their mother was “helping [a] lady with a broken tummy” and how they all came to visit her home to make sure the baby had a bedroom. “It was a terribly sweet relationship,” she remarked.

Deidre Hall with her sons David Atticus Sohmer and Tully Chapin at her ceremony being honored with a Star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame on May 19, 2016, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall with her sons David Atticus Sohmer and Tully Chapin at her ceremony being honored with a Star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame on May 19, 2016, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images

Now all grown up, despite her success, Deidre’s sons have lived mostly out of the public eye. The “Days of Our Lives” star shared in 2019, “Tully took a little break and he’s going back to college, and David’s been going to college in Paris. He graduates in May.” According to his Instagram bio, David went on to work in real estate.

David Atticus Sohmer, Deidre Hall, and Tully Chapin at the actress's ceremony being honored with a Star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame on May 19, 2016, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images

David Atticus Sohmer, Deidre Hall, and Tully Chapin at the actress’s ceremony being honored with a Star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame on May 19, 2016, in Hollywood, California. | Source: Getty Images

In 2021, the actress shared a photo dump on social media, including a sweet snap of her and David, and one social media user commented“He is so handsome.”

Another person typed“That’s a proud and loving Mom smile. Very beautiful.” A third added, “Love you always Deirdre and your son very handsome beautiful like mom [sic].”

Deidre is now well into her 70s, and over the years she has reflected on her life and shared, “I’m so sublimely happy. My kids and my family are in good shape, I’m healthy. I do a job that I love. I have people and a home that I adore, a garden that I like growing. It doesn’t get any better, and I’m beyond grateful.”

Deidre Hall at the 91st Hollywood Christmas Parade on November 26, 2023, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall at the 91st Hollywood Christmas Parade on November 26, 2023, in Los Angeles, California. | Source: Getty Images

Deidre Hall’s journey to motherhood was not an easy one, but through surrogacy, she finally achieved her dream. Today, as a proud mother of two sons, the actress reflects on her life with gratitude, proving that love and fulfillment can take many forms, even beyond the traditional paths.