These days, it’s not unusual to see people debating various topics on the internet.
It could be argued that it was unavoidable, as gathering millions of people in one location and allowing them the liberty to voice any opinion, no matter how diametrically opposed, would inevitably lead to spirited discussions.
Although contentious images and films are becoming commonplace on the internet, that doesn’t mean they aren’t worth seeing when they occur. We have discussed a lot of these subjects here at Newsner in the past. We thought it would be worthwhile to share the image of a father and his sleeping daughter on an airplane that had garnered a lot of comments.
The argument started when Reddit user u/therra123 posted a picture of a father and daughter cuddling on the r/MadeMeSmile discussion thread.
An image of a girl curled up in her aisle seat on a flight was submitted by the user. Her father had put his palm under her cheek, preventing her from resting her head on the armrest, which, as anyone who has ever used one will tell you, is a rather crude and merciless pillow.
“This man held his hand in this position for 45 minutes so his daughter could sleep well,” says the caption for the image on Reddit.
We have to say at this point that, in our judgment, this is just a father going about his business. Although the message was appropriately dubbed “heartwarming moments,” some Redditors didn’t agree.
The father was harshly criticized for his behavior; some people just said that he should have done a better job.
With thousands of comments and almost 60,000 votes, the post became viral immediately. Reactions included things like:
“I think there must be a better way to handle this.”
“Don’t you have your blanket?” said another. Bringing a blanket is the most crucial item to remember.
“This demonstrates a clear lack of creativity in problem-solving,” said a third person. forty-five minutes and you were unable to come up with a workable answer. Hey!
A fourth person wrote, “Seriously. Simply roll up a hoodie to create an instant pillow. Alternatively, here’s an absurd suggestion: ask a flight attendant for a cushion and blanket.
However, other people showed the father and his gesture more tolerance. Interestingly, we also find ourselves in this category!
How about you? Did you find it inappropriate that the father used this flight to serve as his daughter’s makeshift pillow? Let us know how you feel by leaving a comment.
Father Sends a Letter to Son Weekly for Years With No Reply, Suddenly Receives Photo from Him
The Polaroid felt heavy in James’ trembling hands. His heart raced as he flipped it over, eager for an explanation. On the back, written in Andrew’s unmistakable handwriting, were the words:
*”This is my son, Dad. His name is James.”*
James stared at the photo again, his eyes welling with tears. In it, a young boy with unruly dark hair and sparkling blue eyes stood in a park, clutching a soccer ball. He looked no older than six.
James’ heart ached as he traced the little boy’s face with his finger. *I have a grandson,* he thought, his chest tightening with emotion. But the joy was laced with sorrow. Andrew had kept this from him for years.
Flipping the photo back over, James noticed something else:
*”He asks about you. I don’t know what to say.”*
James sank into his armchair, the weight of the years pressing down on him. He remembered the fight with Andrew at his late wife’s funeral. Words had been exchanged in the heat of grief—words James deeply regretted. He had tried to apologize countless times, pouring his heart into every letter he’d sent over the years, but Andrew had never replied.
Now, here was this boy—his grandson—who didn’t even know his grandfather.
James wiped his tears and resolved to try one more time.
That evening, James sat at his desk and began to write.
*”Dear Andrew,
I cannot express how much seeing that photo meant to me. Thank you for letting me meet James, even in this small way. I know I’ve hurt you, and I know I’ve failed as a father in ways that I can’t undo. But I want to be better—for you and for him. Please let me.
With love, always,
Dad.”*
He folded the letter and placed it in an envelope. This time, he didn’t feel the familiar despair. For the first time in years, hope stirred in his heart.
Weeks passed, and James checked his mailbox every day with renewed anticipation. One afternoon, as the sun set, he found another envelope waiting for him.
Inside was a single sentence:
*”James wants to meet his grandfather. Are you ready?”*
James clutched the letter, tears streaming down his face. After all the years of silence, the door to reconciliation had finally cracked open. He knew this was his second chance—not just to mend his relationship with Andrew, but to be a part of young James’ life.
And this time, he wouldn’t waste it.
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