In the dressing room stood my mom, beaming in a wedding dress, claiming she’d been invited to share my moment. Confused, I asked who told her. She hesitated, mentioning my wedding planner’s boss—Miranda.
I quickly found Peter, and we confronted Miranda, who smugly claimed it was all in “good fun.” Furious, I took to social media, exposing Miranda’s actions. Within minutes, the support came pouring in, and Miranda’s reputation crumbled.
The rest of the wedding went smoothly, and my mom walked me down the aisle. Later, during our honeymoon, we received offers from other planners to redo the celebration for free, but I knew exactly how I wanted to use that opportunity.
With a new planner, I secretly organized a wedding for my mom and Anthony, fulfilling her dream ceremony.
We disguised it as an anniversary party. When my mom arrived and realized what was happening, her joy was overwhelming. Helping her into her wedding dress, I told her, “This is for you, Mom.”
It brought us even closer. What would you have done in my shoes?