I had to make this post today. It’s a story of a mother, daughter and even a grandmother. It’s a simple story, just a young woman picking up her wedding dress, making sure it fits correctly before she takes it with her. Her wedding is next weekend. Her grandmother and mother are along with her when she tries the dress on:

simple, right? Look at her face, filled with joy and excitement, the disbelief that this is her beautiful dress that she will be wearing in a week when her life changes forever. Now, look at her mom:


Looking at her mom, I can only imagine the emotions and thoughts running through her mind. Thoughts that began when that baby girl was born. Thoughts from when she tried on her dress. The grandmother is there too, perhaps thinking of the day she wore her dress, the day her daughter wore her dress, the day her daughter was born.

The young woman looks up as she shows off the beautiful lace train on her gown and sees the “W’ on the wall and says, “that will be my monogram”. Next week, her last name will begin with “W”

Truly she is thrilled to be at this point:



Delighting over the simple victory of sitting properly in the beautiful gown.



Here’s all my best wishes Lauren, for a beautiful wedding and a wonderful marriage.
M.