I went to sleep at 10. Woke up around 11:30, wondering why. Our bedroom door opens, a brown haired beauty sticks her head in whispering,
" Mom? Mom? ....... I think I made my dress choice."
I can see enough of her to know which dress she has on. But I get up to see better. She's beaming, glowing in her room in front of the full length mirror.
Those chocolate brown eyes have gotten a bit dewy as she stands there and says, " I feel like a bride."
She looks like a bride.
We get the necklace and it looks just a lovely as we remember. The dress fits great, just a little long.
She had already put the other dress on, but did again for me. It's nice too. Needs pressed and some alterations on the bodice though.
Bride asks me which is my favorite. I keep quiet. Finally she realizes I"m not going to tell her. I am not wanting my preferences to influence what her heart says.
Honestly, she is beautiful in either one. They both have their strong points, and for different reasons, but all good ones.
Here's the kicker, once she has the other dress on with the necklace, she's back to being undecided.
...so no decision has been made...yet.