Happy Mother’s Day to everyone who is a Mom or who has one (pass it on)! I had a special Mother’s Day moment today and thought I might share it.
I’ve had a brown paper-wrapped package for many years; it traveled with us all over the country as we moved, passing from closet to closet in apartments and houses. Inside is my wedding gown, packed by my mother years ago. I had never opened it, but recently my daughter Cameron told me when the day came, she would be honored to wear my gown, and I needed to know if the gown was even wearable. After all that time, and in all those places and climates, it might have been reduced to a pile of scraps.
I was very nervous as I slit though the brown paper wrapping and then the thick tape that sealed the package completely. When I opened the box, I saw yellowed tissue paper, then my veil, which had been attached to fake pearl crown that had encircled a thick braid on the top of my head. Finally the moment of truth: the gown. Except for some mild yellowing of the lace around the neck and on the cap sleeves, it looked amazing. And reminded me how thin I was when I married!
I thought of my mother’s hands, so many years ago, folding the gown and smoothing the creases, packing tissue paper under the lace. And I had the best Mother’s Day present of all: a gift from her.