A few years ago, I wrote a blog post about getting rid of the dress I wore to my 10th grade winter formal. I was afraid that by letting the dress go I would forget a magical evening. I’m once again faced with saying a farewell.
How do you say goodbye to your wedding dress?
I haven’t written on this blog about my divorce. The reasons are private. I wish nothing but happiness for my former spouse. There is still the subject of the dress though. It really is not good for one’s mental health to see your wedding dress hanging in the closet every day.
I must admit that there was a time when I thought the best thing to do was to go to the desert and have a large bonfire. I even imagined myself inviting my favorite friends to a wedding dress burning party. We would all roast marshmallows and dance around the embers of my marriage. Although it was a fun daydream, I knew I couldn’t do that.
At the end of the day, I still believe in the goodness of people and the power of God to make everything right in the end. It’s like that scripture from Isaiah about turning ashes into something beautiful. I couldn’t burn my wedding dress for the same reason that I always stop and blow dandelions whenever I see one. They are symbols. Dandelions. Wedding dresses. Cute kids dressed up in their Sunday best at Church. Beautiful sunsets. Elderly couples holding hands. People having fun together. Making cookies for your friends. These are some of the little things in life that symbolize friendship, love and hope to me. Symbols are powerful. You just can’t burn a symbol.
I did find a new home for my wedding dress. I donated it to a charity’s thrift store. I also made a financial donation to an organization that helps children in memory of my marriage. Beauty from ashes and many more years of dandelion blowing. That’s the goal. For all of us.
(It’s August, 2019. It’s been 16 years and a few months since I wore my wedding dress. I’m still myself. That’s a major accomplishment. I’ve always wanted to be Amee when I grew up.)