My father walked out when I was five, leaving my mom to raise me alone. He never paid child support or celebrated a birthday with me. But my mom? She’s been my rock, working extra shifts as a nurse to support my love for music. I dreamed of owning a professional digital piano, but we couldn’t afford it.

On my graduation day, she surprised me with my dream piano. Overwhelmed, I posted my gratitude on social media, thanking her for everything. But soon after, my absent father reposted it, claiming he’d bought the piano.

At a community event, his boss praised him for the gift. My mom corrected the story, explaining he hadn’t contributed in years. His boss was shocked, and soon my dad lost his job. The courts got involved, and he was forced to pay back years of child support.

As for me, I’ve been composing music on the piano my mom worked so hard to buy, grateful for her endless love and support.