Wedding Dress Blues
When my sister Andrea got married, she asked to wear my mother's
wedding dress. The day she tried it on for the first time I was
sitting with Mother in the living room as Andrea descended the stairs.
The gown was a perfect fit on her petite frame. Mother's eyes welled
with tears. I put my arm around her.
"You're not losing a daughter," I reminded her in time-honored fashion. "You're gaining a son."
"Oh, forget about that!" she said with a sob. "I used to fit into that dress!"
"You're not losing a daughter," I reminded her in time-honored fashion. "You're gaining a son."
"Oh, forget about that!" she said with a sob. "I used to fit into that dress!"
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