There was this girl who had a ring, a beautiful ring that she cared for and wore day and night.
That ring symbolized a marriage, a wonderful marriage, to a Man.
The man was a country man whose boots could be found beside the bed in their house each night.
And in that house, this woman, she had a calendar to keep her dates from straying. And on that calendar there was a special date, a date to mark the two years of marriage to the country man whose boots were beside their bed, the bed she slept in where she wore her ring day and night.
And in the house which had a calendar that marked a special date, for the woman who wore her rings to symbolize her marriage to a country man, was a dress. A BEAUTIFUL dress. A dress the woman wore on that special day marked in the calendar when she agreed to wear that ring day and night to symbolize her marriage to the country man whose boots rested beside their bed.
Only, that dress, well it’s in a bag. A boring and lonely bag. Because that woman can’t figure out what on earth to do!
Yes, my wedding dress is still in the bag I placed it in on my wedding night (a year and a half ago) when I took it off and I am stumped. I know I do not want to sell my dress. I also know I should probably get it cleaned and stored to keep. Yet, to do so seems so….depressing…because it means I’ll never wear that dress again. This also seems awfully wasteful. What good is a dress that sits in a box for the rest of my life? Yet, again, I just can’t consider getting rid of it either. So right now it hangs in a bag, in our office, from our closet door where I can stare at the bag and wonder why I can’t seem to get past the point of deciding what exactly to do with that dress.
Does or did anyone else have this issue or am I totally alone here?