November 24, 2020

So there it was, hanging in the closet. My carefully chosen bridal gown, with its lace in a delicate shade of ivory. Beside it was my bridal veil, featherlight, translucent, and freshly purchased just the day before the wedding. When Anna, my girlfriend, gingerly pinned it on my head, I heard the words of my mother sounding in my head.... Read More