Woman (85) Pays For Grandson’s Wedding With All Her Savings. Then Bride Says, “She’s Not Welcome”

Eleanor had lived in the heart of the same small town for all of her 85 years, never even visiting the next town over. Now she’d emptied her life savings to let her only grandson have an unforgettable wedding. Each penny had been saved from her modest pension, but Eleanor dreamt of the joy it would bring, she pictured the smiles and the laughter: the perfect day in the most beautiful location for her beloved grandson and his future wife. 

However, as the wedding day approached, everyone was left speechless when the bride said, “She’s not welcome…”

It had come out of nowhere. Everyone was gathered in Eleanor’s living room to discuss what Elliot, Eleanor’s grandson, and Stephanie, his soon-to-be wife, wanted for their wedding. Eleanor had told Elliot and Stephanie that she would pay for their wedding only a few weeks before, and they had been ecstatic. Yet, today, that feeling of euphoria had seemingly shifted as Stephanie turned to Eleanor.

“She’s not welcome, Elliot,” Stephanie stated as her maid of honor, Megan, stifled a snicker behind her hand. However, that was the only sound heard in the room as everyone but Megan turned to Stephanie with a look of horror on their faces. It was Eleanor herself who broke the tension and the silence by smiling faintly at Stephanie.

“That’s alright, dear. I’ll just be in the kitchen if any of you need me,” Eleanor said before she walked out of the living room. Everyone stared after her before turning back to Stephanie, who simply continued discussing the seating arrangements as if nothing had happened. They couldn’t believe she behaved that way to Elliot’s grandmother.

But why did Stephanie not want Eleanor at her wedding? And, more importantly, why didn’t anyone, especially Elliot, say anything?

When Eleanor had told Elliot and Stephanie she’d give them the money they needed to plan a lavish wedding in Italy, she couldn’t have been happier. She’d been dreaming of being able to provide her only grandson with something she’d never been able to experience and was thankful for the perfect opportunity. She could’ve never guessed what it would lead to…

Eleanor had not lived an easy life. She’d been born into poverty, in a big family with a lot of mouths to feed, a father who’d hardly ever been present, and a mother whose heart had hardened by the time Eleanor was born as the sixth in a row of daughters. She learned quickly that they didn’t have money for pretty dresses, or new shoes for that matter; let alone to go on holidays like the other girls in town.