My name's Diana, I'm 60, and I'm just a janitor. Everything I've ever done was for my son, Arnold. Being a single mom wasn't easy, but my love for him kept me going—waking up every day, working my butt off, no matter what. He grew up to be successful, and I was so proud of him, especially when he told me he was getting married. I was over the moon! I saved for months to buy him a nice suit as a gift. But when I showed it to him, he crushed me. "Do you actually think I'd wear this trash to my wedding?!" he said. "I'm marrying a rich girl, Mom! And... I don't want you there. My janitor mother would only embarrass me!"
I was devastated, crying all night in my room, feeling like my heart had been ripped out. But by morning, I made up my mind—I was going to that wedding, no matter what. I had something special to give him. The wedding was stunning. But when Arnold saw me, he lost it. He wanted me gone. Still, I wasn't leaving without saying what I needed to say.
So, I walked up to the microphone
I was devastated, crying all night in my room, feeling like my heart had been ripped out. But by morning, I made up my mind—I was going to that wedding, no matter what. I had something special to give him. The wedding was stunning. But when Arnold saw me, he lost it. He wanted me gone. Still, I wasn't leaving without saying what I needed to say.
So, I walked up to the microphone
My name's Diana, I'm 60, and I'm just a janitor. Everything I've ever done was for my son, Arnold. Being a single mom wasn't easy, but my love for him kept me going—waking up every day, working my butt off, no matter what. He grew up to be successful, and I was so proud of him, especially when he told me he was getting married. I was over the moon! I saved for months to buy him a nice suit as a gift. But when I showed it to him, he crushed me. "Do you actually think I'd wear this trash to my wedding?!" he said. "I'm marrying a rich girl, Mom! And... I don't want you there. My janitor mother would only embarrass me!"
I was devastated, crying all night in my room, feeling like my heart had been ripped out. But by morning, I made up my mind—I was going to that wedding, no matter what. I had something special to give him. The wedding was stunning. But when Arnold saw me, he lost it. He wanted me gone. Still, I wasn't leaving without saying what I needed to say.
So, I walked up to the microphone
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