My father put me in a wheelchair and took me to the prom. The next day, we found a $10,000 check in our mailbox.
When my parents divorced and my mother passed away, I went to live with my father. My mother always called him a "hopeless loser." Living with him was quite strange. I saw him sneaking out late at night, but honestly, I had no idea what he was doing.
The prom was just around the corner, but I didn't care at all. Being in a wheelchair, without a date, and feeling stuck, it was hard to get excited. Surgery could have changed everything, but I didn't have the money, so it wasn't an option.
I thought prom wasn't for me. But then, out of nowhere, my dad, the "loser" my mom always talked about, said he'd take me to prom. I had no idea what that night would bring. Not only did I go to prom, but everyone loved me. And yes, my dad took me to the dance floor.
But wait, something even more amazing is about to happen. The next day, my dad came home with a package from the mailbox. It contained a check for $10,000 and a card that read "Dad of the Year."