I finally found it! I mentioned before how many wedding dresses I admired and a number of them even looked fabulous on me, but when I put this one on, I just knew it was the one. This may have been the hardest part of planning the wedding. Every time I tried something on, I wondered what mom would have thought of it. I tried on one dress that felt very 1950s. I liked it quite a bit and felt rather chic in it, but I swear I heard mom telling me I wasn’t Donna Reed. The princess dresses were pretty, one in a pale pink was particularly nice, but they weren’t me. I’ve never been a real girly girl.
After the my parents’ accident I was overwhelmed by all the things I would miss out on with them. I thought I’d moved past all of that but now I think I locked away the emotions. Getting married has unlocked several doors and I find myself thinking about mom and dad all the time. I wasn’t the little girl who played dress up and dreamed about my wedding day. Mom and I never really talked about it either. I wonder if she had dreams for my wedding. I hope she would be happy with the choices I’ve made so far.
I’ve spent a lot of time flipping through her wedding album the past couple of weeks. While my dress isn’t anything like hers, I somehow feel it’s exactly what she would have chosen for me. Stephanie and Mona are the only ones who’ve seen it and I want to keep it that way as long as possible. If you want to see it you will just have to come to the wedding : )
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