I sold my wedding dress yesterday. Today, I packed it up in a box and sent it to a desperate bride in California who is getting married in less than a month.
I’m elated to know that another bride will get to enjoy this dress. But a part of me was sad to see it go. I didn’t ever think I’d be attached to it as much as I was. But, like anything we are fond of, it represents my emotions more than anything. And letting go of physical things we are emotionally attached to often times makes us think we are giving both up.
The dress was a symbol of beauty to me but also defines a part of my life. The Searching For The Dress part where I bonded with my mom, sister, and grandmother in doing so. It also defines the Bride part of my life where I got wear this special dress and feel truly beautiful for maybe the first time in my life.
What a beauty you were, wedding dress. You transformed me into the bride I never knew I could be.