Well, since all you animal nutters asked,
I FINALLY figured out how to load videos on this dang thing.
Oh, and for anyone who clicked this link hoping for real porn,
"Judge me all you want but keep the verdict to yourself"
Our eyes met in the mirror.
I've never seen her look more beautiful in her entire life than she did at that moment. We both knew this dress was "the one". I was shocked and mortified to realize I was sobbing with loud abandon, drawing stares from the other customers in the store. I knew I was doing the ugly cry, which is completly out of character for me, but how could I not?
I wanted to explain that my hysteria wasn't simply because shopping for your child's wedding dress is one of the most important, powerful, joyous, and special experiences a mother could ever share with her daughter.
I wanted to let these impossibly lucky women understand how blessed they were. That my tears were the result of being slammed out of no where by a brick wall of sorrow, grief, terror and deep, bone-chilling regret.
Because I now know I'll never see her wear this dress again. (And not just due to the fact that she's yet to even meet her groom.)