Older Mom Who Became Homeless Due to 3 Sons Cries When Lawyer Says She Gets $1M Mansion — Story of the Day

Rose, who once lived a life of joy and luxury in her family mansion, was now living on the street, thanks to the greed of her three sons. But soon, she would get a phone call that would end her misery…

To everyone who passed by the Roy Mansion, the exquisite six-bedroom house was nothing short of a dream.

On the outside, people posed in front of its majestic weathered gates and took pictures to share on social media. But on the inside was a heartbreaking story of love, loss, and greed.

Love, because it was the mansion that a rich young man had built for the love of his life almost four decades ago and raised a family of three boys and a girl with her…

Loss, because it was within those walls that the fairytale love story came to an abrupt end when the man succumbed to an illness, breathing his last in the arms of the woman he loved…

And greed, because the three sons that were once the center of their parents’ universe had manipulated and kicked their old widowed mother out because she refused to sell the house.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Getty Images

Rose was that 63-year-old widow who had lost everything – the only man she ever loved, the only home she ever knew, and the love of her three stubborn sons, Don, David, and Daniel.

While the three young men patted their own backs for finally selling that old relic of a house and buying three spectacular modern houses for themselves with their share of the money, they had conveniently cut out their elderly mother from the picture.

Their sister Debbie got a share, too. But she was away in some disease-ridden corner of the earth, trying to come up with a cure for some new illness nobody had heard of.

“Who cares? Debbie could donate her share to some worthless charity for all I care!” Don said on a conference call with his brothers.

“Yeah! And Mom will be all right, too. It’s not like she’s going to beg on the streets. The woman is smarter than that!” David chuckled.

“It had to be done, brothers! Mom was going to make us wait for an eternity to get our share…” Daniel, the eldest, had the last word.

Meanwhile, Rose was now in a sketchy part of the city, just another sad, desperate face in the line of homeless people outside an infamous park.

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She had left her home with almost nothing, except for Raymond’s oldest car. She often slept in the backseat, squeezing her tall frame to fit in the narrow space.

“Oh, Raymond!” Rose sighed, looking up through the car window to the heavens. “This is what it all has come to! I’m glad you’re not here to see this; it would break your sweet heart. Wait for me, Ray. I’ll be joining you soon, wherever you are, honey…until then, I’ll rest…”

Amidst all the unbearable grief and pain, there was a small part of her that felt relief in giving up.

After all, Rose had never really had a moment of respite ever since Raymond had died, leaving her to fend for four children, all under the age of ten.

It had been a long, arduous journey bringing up the kids. But it had also been a fulfilling one. After Raymond’s death, Rose worked two jobs for several years, saving every penny she could for their education and future.

And it paid off as all four of them turned out to be successful in their own fields.

“They scammed you, and now they’ll know what that feels like!” Debbie said and brought out a small gift case for her mother.

But their professional accomplishments no longer impressed Rose because she had now seen the harsh truth: her sons had failed at being good human beings.

They had betrayed the woman who single-handedly raised them and left her with a laughable amount of change, not enough to even buy an old trailer.

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Days turned into weeks until it had almost been a month into Rose’s life on the street. She didn’t complain once – because even on the street, her kindness and sense of humor had managed to make her some incredible friends.

Still, there were only two people she kept thinking of: her husband Raymond and her daughter Debbie.

Debbie had left home at the tender age of 18, hoping to earn money for the family. Life surrounded her with helpful people who noticed her potential, and several years later, she became a highly respected medical researcher.

“I’m so proud of our girl, Raymond! I worry for her. Watch over her for me, will you? Find a way to tell her I’m all right, and I love her,” Rose spoke to her husband in her heart, before bursting into tears.

Little did the elderly woman know that just one week later, she would be standing face to face with her daughter, hugging her like they had never parted.

At first, she didn’t recognize the elegant woman in the classy suit getting out of the chic black car that had pulled up in the abandoned parking lot.

But when the woman’s eyes landed on Rose, the childlike joy on that beautiful young face was unmistakable.

“Debbie! Darling! Am I dreaming?” Rose was dizzy with emotion as her daughter hugged her tight.

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“Mom, I’m here now. It’s all going to be okay,” Debbie sobbed for her mother, who was a frail shadow of what she used to be.

It turned out that a kind old neighbor had recently called Debbie in the middle of the night and told her about what her brothers had done to their mom.

“He also said he had seen you eating leftovers in the backseat of dad’s old red car.”

“My heart sank, and I jumped onto the next plane to find you and meet you,” Debbie cried, holding her mother.

That afternoon, Debbie and Rose sat in a hotel room and spoke for hours. After reminiscing about the good old days, Debbie cleared her throat. It was time to reveal the big news to mother.

“Mom, what Don, David, and Daniel have done to you is unforgivable. And as their eldest sister, I decided to put them in their place!” Debbie sounded determined and confident.

Debbie insisted on taking Rose to “a special place.” An hour-long drive later, mother and daughter were standing in front of the old mansion, admiring its beauty.

“Too bad it’s sold, sweetheart,” Rose said, wiping her tears.

“I know. Because I bought it!” Debbie said calmly.

Rose couldn’t believe her ears.

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She listened as her kind daughter explained how she spent all her savings on buying back the house without revealing to her brothers who she was.

“They scammed you, and now they’ll know what that feels like!” Debbie said and brought out a small gift case for her mother.

When Rose opened the box, she didn’t expect to see the keys to the old house. “It even has the same old keychain on it, look!”

A week of paperwork later, Rose finally got a call from her daughter’s lawyer. “You are now the sole owner of this mansion, and nobody can force you out of it anymore. This beautiful $1 million mansion is forever yours, Ms. Rose.”

Rose stood still, holding the phone to her ear long after the call was over. She felt a sense of overwhelm and relief and finally burst into tears.

As for Debbie, there was one last thing she wanted to do.

She spoke to her lawyer and came up with an elaborate scheme that conned all three brothers into selling their new houses, leaving them in a financial lurch and giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Meanwhile, Debbie and her mother were out enjoying little pleasures of life like drifting dandelions and bubblegum ice cream.

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Rose had taught Debbie to be a kind human being, and now, it was her turn to teach her mother to live for herself.

The doting daughter arranged lunch dates, spa days, and birthday photoshoots for her beautiful mother; right until the day she peacefully died in her arms.

What can we learn from this story?

  • Greed makes us blind to the blessings in our life. Don, David, and Daniel were only focused on getting their share of the family estate. In the process, they lost the loving presence of their mother, the woman who had toiled hard to raise them.
  • The joy that comes at the cost of our parents’ well-being is meaningless. The sons tried to cut Rose out of their lives of luxury but ended up unhappy. On the other hand, Debbie found great happiness in living with her elderly mother for the rest of her years.

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If you enjoyed this story, you might like this one about another older woman who makes a wish to see the son she had abandoned years ago and finds a charming young man smiling knowingly at her.

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My Wedding Planner Said I Canceled My Own Wedding but I Didn’t – The Truth Left Me Speechless

My Wedding Planner Said I Canceled My Own Wedding but I Didn’t – The Truth Left Me Speechless

Chelsea is all set to marry Rasmus, the man of her dreams. But when the wedding day arrives and no guests show up, Chelsea has to figure out who canceled her wedding and whether her groom is right for her or not.

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A coffee bar and bakery | Source: Pexels

I’ve always wanted that ‘Happily Ever After’ kind of romantic life. So, when I met Rasmus, I thought I had finally gotten it. But as my wedding day began to unravel, it seemed I had gotten the nightmare version instead.

Rasmus and I met at a bakery. It was a sweet little meet-cute situation — where I was convinced he was the perfect person for me. We exchanged numbers over rye bread.

“I’ll be seeing you around, Chelsea,” he said, holding onto a loaf of artisanal bread.

He called me just as he left the bakery, wanting us to have dinner that night.

Two short years later, we were waking up to our wedding day.

That morning, I showered early, eagerly awaiting my hair and makeup appointments. I remember sitting at the edge of the hotel bed, looking at my dress and holding my breath.

I couldn’t wait to marry Rasmus. I couldn’t wait to begin our lives together.

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A person pouring wine at a restaurant | Source: Pexels

So, the day went on — my maid of honor, my sister Jess, was with me, and we continued to get ready.

“Where’s Mom?” Jess asked. “Shouldn’t she be getting dressed with us?”

“No, we decided it would be best for her and Dad to meet us at the venue. You know she doesn’t get along with Rasmus.”

Jess shook her head.

“You’d think that Mom would have sorted out her feelings by now.”

It was true, my parents loved me — but they just couldn’t see Rasmus and me together.

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Bride getting her makeup done | Source: Unsplash

“There’s just something off about him,” my father would say. “But we respect your wishes to marry him.”

Closer to the time, Jess called for the hotel car, and we made our way to the wedding venue.

“Where is everyone?” Jess asked, echoing my thoughts.

It was an entire wedding venue with literally not a soul in sight. There was no welcome sign for the guests, no welcome drinks, no décor, no staff, and absolutely no guests.

Not even Rasmus.

“Get Brenda on the phone,” I said, talking about my wedding planner.

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An empty wedding venue | Source: Pexels

I was beginning to panic. I was all dressed and ready to go. It was supposed to be my special day.

“Brenda, where is everyone?” I asked when Jess handed me the phone.

“What do you mean?” Brenda’s calm voice came through the speaker.

“I’m at my wedding venue, and there’s nobody here!” I exclaimed, the panic evident in my voice.

“Chelsea, honey,” Brenda said. “The wedding was canceled. The directive came through your email address just three days ago.”

My heart almost stopped beating.

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A person using a laptop | Source: Pexels

How could I have canceled my own wedding? I went through my emails, and sure enough, there it was.

Dear Brenda,

Due to unforeseen circumstances, the wedding is off. Please notify all the guests and the vendors.

But it made no sense. It was from my corporate account — an account that my family had access to because we all worked at the family business together.

My mind raced — did Mom and Dad? Could they really…? No, they couldn’t have.

They always said that it was my life and my choices. Even if they didn’t approve of Rasmus, they wouldn’t hurt me like this.

I needed to hear it from them.

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An older couple holding white ceramic mugs | Source: Pexels

But my parents were just as shocked as I was.

“We were on a flight, honey,” my father said. “I had a business meeting, and your mother tagged along with me. We had nothing to do with it. We did get the cancellation from Brenda and just wanted to give you your space.”

“I didn’t see any email,” Jess said. “But you know how bad I am at checking my mail.”

That’s when it hit me — the only other person who would have access to my email accounts, work and personal, was Rasmus.

The same man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the other end of the aisle.

I asked Jess to take me home, ready for answers. I needed to know what was happening and how it all unfolded without my knowledge.

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A man with a gray t-shirt and arms crossed | Source: Unsplash

I walked into our little apartment, and there he was. Rasmus, sitting on the couch eating a bowl of cereal. He had no intention of leaving the house because he was in his sweatpants, wearing glasses, and his hair was wavy.

His usual armor of being well-dressed, contacts in, and hair swept into his signature hairstyle was all missing.

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A bowl of cereal | Source: Pexels

“You canceled our wedding?” I asked before he could say anything.

Rasmus didn’t even try to hide it. He had canceled the wedding because, three days ago, he realized that as much as he loved me, he wasn’t ready for marriage.

So, he panicked.

“I didn’t have the courage to tell you,” he said. “I figured that you’d think the wedding was on, and then when the slip-up happened, you would want to investigate it. I thought it would take the heat off me.”

As I stood there, my wedding day in ruins around me, I realized that my parents were right. Rasmus wasn’t the person for me. And as much as it hurt, a part of me was relieved he did it.

So, here I am, looking at my wedding dress and wondering what to do with it.

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A woman holding her head | Source: Unsplash

What would you have done?

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