Parents are the best! They do some of the most selfless things you can image for their children, check these examples out!
“Skipping School For Disneyland”
“My best friend’s dad picked me and my parents at my home one morning and drove me to school, with my parents in the car. But he passed the school and kept on driving, so I was worried and told my mom who was sitting next to me that he forgot to stop at school, but she told me not to worry.
I was getting more and more worried because I was clearly missing school, until he dropped us a the train station, where my parents told me we were going to Disneyland for my birthday. And trust me, celebrating your birthday at Disneyland is the best thing ever when you’re ten!”
Mom Sprints To Save Children
“My mom would take me to the park and play hide and seek together, I was maybe 4 or 5 at the time. The park was off of a main road and it wasn’t the best area of town. I found a really good hiding spot where I climbed up into a big tractor tire. However, I also had a large amount of hearing loss at the time due to constant ear infections, so I never heard her calling out my name when she didn’t think it was funny any more. She apparently couldn’t find me and actually got worried, thinking that I had left the park fencing and gone off to hide else where. That’s when she saw a car pull up from the road and a kid get into the car and then the car drove off. She thought it was me. My mom did track and field all the way into college and also ran marathons just for fun. She hurdled the fence and chased after the car until it pulled into a store parking lot. She realized it wasn’t me, took down the license plate numbers and sprinted back to the park to find me crying with the other mothers because I couldn’t find my mom after I came out of the tire. She ran this car down for 15 minutes one way. She had told me about this a couple of times because she remarks it as one of the scariest moments she’s ever experienced.”
A Mother Sacrifices Her Dream To Be A Great Mom
“My mom was a singer when I was growing up. She ended up with a contract through a country producer around the same time as Faith Hill got famous.
They wanted her to go on tour and to lie about having a child because she wasn’t married anymore, which didn’t mesh with the squeaky-clean, down home country vibe they wanted.
So she walked away to be with me, full time.”
Mom Signs Son Out Of School For Some Fun!
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“In elementary school my very first ‘chapter book’ was The Lost World (Sequel to Jurassic Park). My moms favorite movie to this day is Jurassic Park.
The Friday it was released I was in class (4th grade) and I got a call ‘Please come to the front office, your mother is picking you up for your Dentist appointment’
Me out loud: ‘I don’t have a dentist appointment!’
Walk up to the main office, see my mom, very loudly: ‘MOM, I DON’T HAVE A DENTIST APPOINTMENT!!!’
Mom: ‘Yes you do, it was last minute’
Me to the receptionist: ‘I do NOT have a dentist appointment!!!’
Mom: ‘Please go get into the car while I sign you out’ hands me the car keys
I go to the car and found two tickets to a 1pm showing of Lost World.
Later in life my mother said there was only one time she has ever wanted to cuss at me and it was her wanting to tell me that day ‘SHUT THE HECK UP AND GET IN THE CAR! but she didn’t.
Turns out she really didn’t want the school to know she was letting me ditch school to see a movie.”
Father Buries A Wold Animal To Make Child Happy
“When I was little our car hit a pheasant on a country road. I cried so much my dad buried it at the side of the road and made a little cross for it”
Parents Tell Kid He’s A Winner…Of A Candy Bar
“My parents would buy scratch off tickets often. They’d give them to me to scratch off because I was a kid and it was exciting to me to scratch them off. Of course, since the lottery is pretty much rigged, we never won anything.
After scratching off each ticket, I’d show it to my parents and ask, ‘I won? And they’d say ‘No. You didn’t win.’
Then one day I scratch off a ticket and ask, ‘I won?’ And my dad says, ‘You won!’ I got really excited. ‘I won???’ ‘You won! You won a candy bar!’
So we go into the convenience store and my dad says to go pick out my candy bar. I go grab a Snickers or something and head back to the counter. I put the candy bar on the counter and hand the cashier my ticket. And that was it. I had won something finally!
So then as I grew up, any time the lottery or scratch off tickets would come up, I’d tell the story about how I won a candy bar once.
When I was about 20, I said something about it again. ‘I won a candy bar once.’ My mom for some reason decided to come clean about it. ‘You didn’t win,’ she said. ‘Every time you’d ask us if you won, you looked so hopeful and then we’d say no you didn’t win and you’d be disappointed. So Daddy just said you won. He went into the store with you and paid the guy for a candy bar and told him you’d be paying with a scratch off ticket.’
Turns out I’m just a loser like everyone else. Thanks, Dad!”
Father Saves What Little He Can For Christmas
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“My parents lived paycheck to paycheck, but they did their best to never let is show. My father was always in poor health, so he couldn’t work as much as he wanted to, but he would save his change in jar, put away a little money here and there, where ever he could, just to have a few hundred dollars to spend on us at Christmas.”
Toy Puppy Brings Much Joy
“One time when I was around 10, I saw a puppy toy (the one that moves and barks) at the mall. I laughed when I saw it, called my dad to take a look, and he bought me one. I didn’t ask him to, he just did. Whenever I see those puppy toys now, I always remember the smile on my dad’s face when he got it for me.”
Making A Mess Means The World To His Daughter
“One time when I was a little girl and it was my birthday, my dad woke me up and was like ‘Hey there’s a surprise for you in the living room.’ I went in there and there were my presents, but what I always remember is that he literally went out, bought little sparkly heart shaped glitter and threw it all over the table and all over the room. It looked really beautiful but the reason the memory’s stuck with me is you have to really treasure someone to bother with that kind of attention to detail. It was the glitter that really made me happy that day as opposed to anything he bought. And the grin on his face when he saw me all worked up and excited. As a grown woman I’d still say my dad is one of my favorite people, except now we’re drinking buddies so it’s better.”
A Mother In Pain After Surgery Still Puts Her Son First
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“When I was in school, I had to work on an important project that was due for submission the next day. This was a time before 3G or 4G internet was popular and before smartphones were a thing. I came home from school to work on the project and realized that the connection was dead. I was flabbergasted and was crying buckets of tears.
My mother, who had just had a major dental surgery that morning, mouth still full of stitches and blood, and still numb, reassured me through whatever speech she could manage, drove me to the store to buy me a data card, and also made my favorite food for dinner to comfort me. My mom is my best friend, my pillar of strength and just the coolest person on this planet.”
Dad Does Everything To Nurture Sons Love Of Stars
“When my brother and I were probably like 10 and 8, we went through an astronomy phase. Despite us having school the next day and my dad working full time, he would always drive us to the next town over every Wednesday for an astronomy club that met and talked about the stars for an hour. He also woke us up at 2am on nights when there were meteor showers so we could drive to the outskirts of town and watch them. Some of my favorite memories, and definitely part of why I love science so much now.”
Adopted Son Grateful For His Father
“My dad supported me as a teenager by letting me make my own decisions
when 14 year old me came home from high school and said that i had a chance to be an apprentice chef but i would need to take 2 days off school each week he signed me right up for it and made sure i had everything i needed to complete both my apprenticeship and my G.C.S.E’s achieving high grades in both.
when i came home at 17 and told him that i had been accepted into an apprenticeship 500+ miles away and i would need to leave in a week he payed £200 for my train ticket, considering we didn’t have a lot of money growing up this was huge for me.
He continues to support me to this day i could not have asked for a better father and I’m forever grateful that he adopted me”
A Mother Saves Her Son’s Life On Bumper Boats
“We go to the local park and there they have a bumper boat ride. At this time I was 4 and it was the early 90s. The bumper boat ride is in a man made pool which is large enough to fit maybe 20 of these boats in a compact space.
So we get on the ride. Being the early 90s seat belts and life vests aren’t required for a pool ride. My mom and I get into a boat, she’s driving. We get slammed by another boat and I go flying and crash into the water.
I don’t remember much from being young, not at 4 years old, but in my mind this image is still vivid. I crash into the water and it has a green tint from the emissions of the small 2 stroke outboard engines on the bumper boats. I’m 4 so I can’t swim so I look up and start to sink and even at that age I became acutely aware that my life was about to come to an end. I remember also looking up and seeing the boats and the props spinning. I didn’t know at the time what they were, but they looked menacing and I knew that not much surface was visible. Nobody would see me, nobody would hear me. I was either going to drown or be chopped to shreds.
When suddenly a hand reaches down and I’m back on the boat and I’m greeted by my mother who looks terrified. The ride stops, whistles are blowing and the employees and having everyone do an emergency exit/stop.
Now that I’m older and can understand it better my mom said she saw me go flying out of the boat and was able to reach down and grab me before I sank too far. I just remember it all happening so slowly and seeming like 10 minutes had passed.
So that’s how my mom saved my life. Oh yeah the park implemented seat belts and life vests on the bumper boats after that incident.”
Mom Stands Up For Son In Surgery
“My mom is the kind of person who avoid conflict so much it becomes a character flaw. She’s kind of submissive with other adults, especially people in authority, the ultimate people pleaser who can’t stand up for herself for fear to hurt someone else, being yelled at, or create a fight or any kind of conflict.
I was hospitalized when I was 10. The Chief of Pediatric’s ward was a Great Professor. When he came to me, He explained to His interns using all the scientific words and at-length explanations of what happened to me, and what was done to treat me.
10 years-old me didn’t understand most words and was super-scared because in my little head, all those big words meant there was something wrong that they didn’t want me to catch on, and I was already stuck in an hospital bed, so what can be worse? I’m going to die!!!
My mom noticed that I was panicking. She stand proud, as cold as ice, and asked if ‘Mister The Great Professor would mind to lower Himself for a minute to speak regular French, please? You’re scaring my kid, Sir’
The Great Professor looked affronted, and made one of his intern do it.”
Father Teaches Child The Most Important Rule – Care For Others
“So my father and I are driving home from the beach, we are on 695 (Baltimore beltway), it was getting dark, we were driving 65 mph when BLAMM! there is a ladder in the middle of the road in front of our car.
We couldn’t go right, we couldn’t go left, no way to stop in time, all we could do was drive over it and hope for the best.
We do so, then immediatly pull over.
As do about a dozen other cars.
Our car (a crummy minivan) sustained remarkebly little damage. I can remember at least one car that was totaled. Several needed towed. The people that day, it was like a truly random sample of the population that was driving on the beltway. It was heartwarming to see everyone help each other out. Everyone was going car to car and assessing for injuries, and then trying to figure out if they had skills or equipment to help out there fellow drivers.
We had teamed up with this older black lady. She was alone in her car. The ladder had torn through and destroyed a rim on one of her rear wheels. If she could get the spare on she could drive away. Problem: the spare was padlocked to the device holding it in (I remember it as a jeep style, where the spare sits on the trunk).
My father and I and her puzzled over it. She didn’t have the key. It wasn’t her car. Brother in laws if memory serves. I asked around for any tool that could cut through it, I couldn’t find any. Her BIL was friendly enough, he wasn’t pissed, but he was far away and it was gonna take a while for him to get her the key.
So… a bit of time goes by. There is nothing stopping us from leaving. Everyone else seems to have their stuff together and they are leaving. We are just standing around chatting.
I said to my Dad, ‘So there is nothing left for us to do, lets get going, we have a ways to go.’.
My Father turns to me, gives me a stern look and says, ‘We will not be going anywhere until we know that she is safely on her way home.’.
This is my Father at his best, he taught me by doing. I now teach my children in exactly the same fashion. If I want them to act in ways that will make me proud, that means that I have to live my life to that same standard.
Yeah, my Father called me on the carpet. I told that story at his funeral.”
Mom Lays Down The Law With A Bad Teacher
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“Back in 4th grade I had a teacher named Mrs. Murray. She was the biggest witch I ever met and she had it out for me. I have ADHD so when I droned off, she would mock me in front of the class when I came back to reality. She was awful
Anyway, it was a Friday and I was going to a sleep over at a friends and packed my backpack. In there was my gameboy. I unzipped the pocket and grabbed a pencil, and some snotty witch pointed it out knowing the teacher would take it. I pleaded my case about not using it, but taking it to a friends after school. No dice.
After class, I asked for it and she laughed in my face. Told me no and then to get out. Spent the night at a friends and told my mom the story when I got home.
Monday rolls around and while in her class my mom rolls up. She asked to speak with Mrs. Murray outside in private. The classes were more like trailers and we heard every word. The argument was calm, until the teacher called me dumb and blamed my mother’s parenting skill.
We hear a loud smack, the teacher walks inside holding her face and the teacher grabbed my gameboy and handed to my mom who promptly left. Everyone in class was staring at me and I had the grin for once.
The teacher never gave me trouble after that, also kids thought my mom was a badass.”
Mom Travels 100 Miles To Do The Right Thing
“My mum once drove almost 100 miles to another city to find a friend of mine, who she’d never even met, who was stranded on the streets in the early hours of the morning after running away from a man who tried to rape him. No questions, no judgement, just went from fast asleep to in the car within 10 minutes. It was about seven years ago. He’d met this guy online, they hit it off, and decided to go meet him in person. Guy turned out to be a jerk. He fought him off and ran away without any of his stuff, so he had no money to get home. His phone was luckily in his pocket so he was able to call me at like 3am, he was hysterical, I freaked out, my freak out woke my mother up and once she heard what was going on just said ‘get in the car.’ We obviously found him, he was pretty beat up and scared but otherwise ok. He didn’t want the police involved.”
A Father Says In Few Words Exactly What His Son Needs To Hear
“My parents got divorced when I was very young, may e a year old. As a result, I lived with my mom and never really saw my dad except for special occasions like my birthday or Christmas. That’s just the way it was and I became accustomed to it without ever really understanding why it was that way.
As I got older, I began to feel like my dad didn’t care or couldn’t be bothered to visit me. I never said anything about it to him but I think that he sensed it somehow.
One year, on Christmas Eve, we were leaving an annual family gathering late at night. I must have been about 9 or 10 years old. We got in the car to leave, and my dad just sat there quietly. I did t say anything because I felt awkward and didn’t know what was going on. My dad turned to me, looked me in the eyes and said ‘I don’t know what you think, I don’t know what you’ve heard, but I want you to know that I do care.’ That was all he said, but it was the most powerful statement he could possibly make.
Now, as an adult I understand that my dad couldn’t visit because he paid about 80% of his salary to child support. He had to live far away because he had to go wherever there was a job for him. And he couldn’t tell me these things because he didn’t want me to resent my mother.
My dad sacrificed so much just so I could be a happy and oblivious child. He did everything g he could to make sure I had the best of everything, and he did it all never expecting anything in return. My dad is the greatest person I have ever known and I hope that I can live up to his sacrifice.”
Father Learns To Accept Daughter’s Sexuality
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“When I came out to my dad, he went for a voluntary LGBT sensitivity training at his work. Next time I went home he was all excited to tell me about everything he’d learned.”
Awesome Mom Breaks Up Fight
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“One time my mum was driving me somewhere and we went past two massive blokes having a scrap. They were both well over 6′ and built and they were properly thumping each other in the face to the point where blood was flying.
My 5’2″ middle-aged school teacher mum stopped her Ford Fiesta, got out and started telling them off. Didn’t even raise her voice, she just used that calm ‘you’re in trouble’ voice some teachers can do. She separated them and made them walk away in opposite directions, leaving trails of blood from their messed up faces. Then she got back in the car and drove off like nothing happened. I was speechless.”
Father Travels Huge Distances To Support Son
“I surprisingly made the varsity basketball team as a sophomore in high school. Not only that, but I was penciled in as a starter for the first game of the season. Basketball was my life. This was the biggest deal.
However, my dad lived two hours away (my mom moved us following a divorce 10 years earlier) and the game was on a weeknight. He’d been driving across the state for conferences, open houses, and rec. games my whole life but regretted to inform me that his work schedule just wasn’t going to allow it for this one.
Game was on the road in a shoebox of a gym in Kalamazoo, MI. The atmosphere was nuts – as we emerged from the locker room, the place was already overflowing and the school band was thumping—it all felt surreal. I was already overcome with emotion and nerves, then I saw my dad directly across from the tunnel, standing and proudly applauding as I took the floor for the first time.
I generally played like you’d expect a 160-pound 10th grade forward to play in his first varsity basketball game. Didn’t even score. My only real memory from that night has forever been the look of pride on my dad’s face as I took the floor for the first time, driving all the way from Detroit just to see his kid play a silly sport on a Tuesday night.
He almost never missed a game, even if it was third grade AYSO soccer. Four hours of post-5 p.m. driving, at least twice a week for over 10 years. Crazy.”
Finding A Relationship With His Father Changes Everything
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“My parents divorced just shortly after I was born. Growing up I had heard all sorts of stories about my father being a drug addict, a gambler and all sorts.
Shortly after I was born I caught an infection in my right knee, which caused the knee to become inflamed. It was operated on, but unfortunately my femoral nerves were damaged in the process which we were unaware of. It was found out when I was diagnosed with Leg Length Discrepancy, except my mother still blamed my father. Growing up I resented him.
Fast forward to when I turned 16 and decided to contact him; by this time I realize how much of a compulsive liar my mother was, and how she would resort to emotional blackmail and playing the victim to feel like the centre of attention and so on.
When I met up with my father it was lovely. Within that year, spending Christmas, Easter and the Summer holidays with him and his side of the family we really ‘caught up’ or ‘made up’ for lost time. Unfortunately he still regrets leaving/walking out and feels like he could have done more for me.
Now the reason I mentioned my condition was because, during our first face to face conversation he revealed how much effort he went through to come and see me when I was in hospital during my first major surgery; he was working in Germany at the time and it was during the volcanic ash incident. He mentioned how he received a text from my mother a few days beforehand informing him that I was going for the operation. Following this, he took a train/bus to France, caught the Euro to England, serveral trains and buses all over the span of two days until he reached me in hospital. Unfortunately, due to it being such a traumatic time and growing up with being told, ‘he did this to me’ I resented him. It does get to me a little, but 11 year old me didn’t know any better.
Last year I had my third procedure. Despite being made redundant at work, he decided to reject and put on hold all the job offers he received, so he could spend two weeks with me when I was an inpatient.
Facing complications this time round, I mentioned how I needed further treatment and more surgery. He started working for another firm last May/June but decided to carry over his holidays for when I’m admitted again. I know how stressful his current job is, and only recently he stopped working Saturdays.
I found out last Monday that I would be having surgery on the 10th and I think just reflecting on the little things he has done to support me really get to me.”
Father Risks Life To See His Son In A War Zone
“I was born in Kashmir. On the day of my birth, my father risked shoot at sight orders and the potential chance of being killed by the bunker outside our house by pulling the car out in neutral and slowly guiding it down to the main road to get my mom to the hospital.
My parents also left everything they had, all the luxuries of their lives and many family members and friends, so that their kids could have a safe and bright future in a new country. I’ll never be able to repay them.”