Sometimes, dads don’t get as much credit as moms in parenting. But the truth is, a father’s role in a child’s life is just as important, and they deserve the same love. Ella Travolta wanted to appreciate her dad, John Travolta, for everything he does, and she shared some heartfelt words.
At Bright Side, we believe that sharing kind words strengthens bonds, so we want to share this sweet exchange with our audience. Ella honored John on his special day.
The 21-year-old actress posted a picture on her Instagram with her dad and brother. In the caption, she said her dad is her “best friend” and someone who brings joy to her in both good times and bad.
She revealed that even though parenting is not easy, John makes it look like it is. He somehow makes every day better than the previous one for his kids. Ella also added that she hopes to be half as good a parent as John someday.
John himself shared a message for the kids.
John Travolta feels really happy and lucky to be the dad of his two children. He loves encouraging and treating his kids well. He recently shared that his daughter Ella will be in a new version of Alice in Wonderland. And of course, he proudly mentioned that he’s a “very proud dad.” He’s been keeping his family strong since last year.
Last year, John Travolta’s wife, Kelly Preston, passed away after they were married for 29 years. She was 57 years old and had been fighting breast cancer. After she passed away, John took a break to cope with the sadness and support his children. Before this, he also experienced the loss of his oldest son, Jett, in 2009.
What’s the sweetest thing your dad has done for you? And you for him? We’d love to see your photos together in the comments below!
The flight attendant approached me and requested: “Please remain seated after we land; the pilot would like to speak with you personally”
I thought my big business trip to Los Angeles would be just another day at work, but a strange request from the pilot changed everything about my past and future. My flight was supposed to be smooth, but during the two-hour journey, everything shifted. I’m an architect at a well-known firm, living my dream job after years of hard work and sleepless nights in college.
Recently, my boss gave me a chance to present a major project to investors in LA, which could lead to a long-awaited promotion. I was excited not just for the opportunity but also to make my mother, Melissa, proud. She raised me as a single parent and has always supported my dreams, even after telling me my father passed away before I was born.
After saying goodbye to Mom, I boarded the plane and settled into my seat, ready for takeoff. The flight attendants were friendly, and I was lucky to have an empty seat beside me. As the plane climbed, I felt hopeful about my presentation.
A little while into the flight, a cheerful flight attendant named Bethany approached me with drinks. When I asked for orange juice, she suddenly requested my passport. I found it odd but handed it to her. After a brief inspection, she returned it, explaining it was just a routine check.
Later, she returned and informed me that the pilot wanted to speak with me after we landed. I was puzzled about why he needed to talk and felt anxious about my tight schedule. Bethany insisted it was important, so I decided to wait.
When we landed and the cabin cleared, a tall man with graying hair walked toward me. My heart raced as I recognized him from old photos my mom had shown me; this was Steve, her childhood friend. He looked emotional as he hugged me tightly, tears streaming down his face.
Confused, I wondered what was happening. He pulled back and revealed a birthmark on his wrist that was identical to mine. Then he told me he was my father. My mind raced with disbelief. Mom had never mentioned him. Steve explained that he hadn’t known about me until years later when a friend told him. He shared how my mother had left without telling him she was pregnant, fearing he would give up his dreams for us. Hearing this shattered my understanding of my past, and I felt a strong need to confront my mother.
I called her immediately and asked why she never told me about Steve. Mom’s voice trembled as she finally explained everything. She thought she was protecting him by leaving, believing he would be better off without her.
Listening to their emotional conversation left me reeling. I had grown up believing my father was gone, only to discover he was alive and here with me now. I was torn between shock and anger at my mom’s choices.
Then, as I explained my important meeting to Steve, his expression changed. He revealed that he knew the investors very well from his time flying their private jet and could help me get in front of them. He quickly made calls and arranged for me to meet them that day.
Thanks to Steve, my meeting went even better than I expected. The investors were impressed with my project and agreed to fund it. To top it off, I received a call from my boss offering me the promotion I had hoped for. Afterward, Steve greeted me with open arms, proud of my success. I realized that this man, who was once a stranger, now played a vital role in my life.
The following week, Steve visited our house to meet Mom. It was an emotional reunion filled with tears and laughter, making me feel whole for the first time. That night, as I lay in bed, I marveled at how a routine flight had turned into the discovery of my father. This unexpected twist made me feel grateful for the future and the family I had finally begun to know.
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