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I know, I know…this doesn't seem like a layout I would do…but I promise, I did it! ;) This was for the Chatterbox design team tryouts that were held awhile back. I thought I had shared this with everyone, but I guess I forgot. All product, minus the floss, is from Chatterbox. Love this paper line and embellishments! Really helped me get this story out about my wedding dress. Here is the journaling (now I have been told that I should warn you that this is sappy, so, this is me warning you):Go back. About 8 years back (or more). To the day that Mom and I went to Renaissance Bridal (our first stop), looking for my wedding dress. I remember that day as, honestly, if it were yesterday. Picking out the dresses, trying on the veils and tiaras, the shoes, the jewelry, and then, trying on THIS dress. It was the first one I tried on, of course. And, you see, when I stepped out of that dressing room, and saw the tears spring to Mom's eyes, I knew. THIS was the dress. The dress I was going to wear on my wedding day (why I say my wedding day, and not the day I married Paul, TWO TOTALLY different stories). The dress that Dad was going to walk me down the aisle in, the dress that, years from then, I would show to my daughter, and tell her just how her dad reacted when he saw me, the day I tried it on and my own mom cried, the first dance, just everything.But that was not to be. Eight months after getting ‘the’ dress, I found out some disturbing news that had us put our wedding on hold. Granted, at this time, Paul and I were married for over 9 months, so it wasn't devastating as we weren't married, as I knew we would, one day, renew our vows and have the wedding we always wanted. BUT….Life had something different in mind, though. We got through some medical difficulties, Brendan being born, Alex being born, Mom passing away, Caitlynn being born, about 11 moves from Maine to New York to Hawaii to Maine to Hawaii again. Again, numerous medical difficulties, things with the kids, not ever really having any closure with Mom's death (she was to be my matron of honor), amongst other things, prevented me from ever really thinking of ‘the’ dress.It's not that I didn't, or don't, want to wear it, far from it. I would LOVE to wear it, LOVE to see Paul's expression, LOVE LOVE LOVE the fact that my kids are here to enjoy and be a part of our wedding, have my dad still walk me down the aisle. But there is that one missing piece of the puzzle. That wonderful lady who brought me up, who helped me choose this dress, who was suppose to be here no matter what, isn’t. So, for now, and maybe for another 8 more years, this will continue to be the dress that wasn't worn.
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