A Life Less Blog


For Jingle’s Thursday Poetry Rally — Lauren’s Wedding
August 25, 2010, 9:38 pm
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Last year I was the one in the white dress, staring at a picture of myself

in the glass watching from the other side of a black and white camera lens,

screwing in my smile and keeping it firmly planted on my face,

not feeling the heat of the day, and being protected from the melting of the cake.

This year I watched as you prepped your makeup in front of the mirror and

blotted your lipstick, tucking a careless hair behind your ear as I helped to

hold up your white dress, too high for you to step into, and then lower so your

cotton colored shoes could slide gracefully down the fabric and touch the earth once again.

I remembered you as a child of peach fuzz hair and cross eyes, crawling backwards.

I remembered you as a toddler being dressed up as the boy in our house games,

following me around and cooking up imaginary meals for me with your shorts on your head,

pretending it was a chef’s hat.

I remembered you as a kid falling and breaking your arm on the monkey bars, the same arm

that reached up and held one side of your birdcage veil while the jeweled comb on the other side

was being slid into place by our Mom.

I remembered you as a teenager, and being jealous of your ability to draw, and the fact you were always

skinnier than me..these seemed petty concerns on this day.

I thought of these things as I held the sides of your dress together and we zipped you into your future.

The dress fit you like a sigh, so snug yet so perfect for your form, as if it was painted on.

I watched as you looked into the mirror and I saw the corners of your mouth turn up the moment you saw

how beautiful you looked.  It was as if all the preparations you had made for this moment hit you all at once, and

your wedding became real.

Mirrored in that white dress I saw all the stages of your life fall away

and you were left in the center whole, complete, happy.

You were radiating confidence and poise, a model of strength and conviction.

I was so proud and a little surprised to see how much you had grown up

and how much of myself I recognized in you,

on that day,

in that moment,

we were both wearing a white dress together,

staring into the mirror of the rest of our lives.