Tag: wedding dress

  • The Wedding Dress

    The single photograph I had of my mother was from her wedding day.  And it was only of her.  Though I had no memories of my mother, the stories I had made up over the years about her childhood, college days and marriage to my father filled notebook upon notebook that I stashed on the…

  • How Could You?

    To this day, I never knew what you saw in him.  To this day, I wish I had been able to step in earlier than I did.  This way, you would still be here and I wouldn’t be missing you.  “I’m going to the library to meet up with James,” was the last thing I…