It’s happening people… this is NOT a drill. This coming Sunday, I am accompanying my daughter… ready?… Wedding dress shopping.
I can’t believe it.
It’s one of those events that you know is coming, but then… it arrives, and one is left pondering the indiscriminate pace in which life moves. I’ve accompanied my daughter countless of times shopping. I was with her when she picked out prom dresses, a pageant dress, various outfits for countless occasions, but this… this, will be different. I can want it to not to be, but in my heart of hearts, I know, it will be. So, I will be a supportive bystander as my baby tries on various things, and perhaps chooses what she’ll wear on the day she’s married. My challenge, is to be what she needs me to be on Sunday.
I may need to be, patient, supportive, the person who speaks truth in love and simply says, “my love, that dress is wearing you” or, the person that says, “that’s the one”… I need to be prepared to look at the woman that will stand in front of me and hold it together for her sake. I may need to, “hold it together” for my sake too.
I’ve been blessed to check-off so many milestones with my children, alongside my children, and this will be another.
We get to see our kids in so many cool outfits over their lifetimes. When she was a baby, she was my little doll. I spent one day, when she was like 4-weeks old, changing her from one dress, to another, and then propping her on the bed to take pictures. When she was older, I always loved seeing her in costumes, either Halloween, or for a play, or just because she wanted to wear a cape. I absolutely loved seeing her in her cheerleading, soccer, dance and softball uniforms. I got to see her in a cap-and-gown and countless beautiful outfits, as a young woman she was very stylish. But now I’ll see her trying on wedding dresses and it astounds me how quickly I went from dressing my little 4-week old daughter, to this.
I am blessed beyond what I deserve.
I’ll keep you all posted…
