The wedding dress

It is hanging by the window so the sunlight reflects through the delicate fabric. When I open my eyes in the morning, I am faces with a beautiful white glow. It is insane that this is what will bring me to womanhood. The fabric is soft between my fingers. The lace intricate and delicate. Soft and beautiful. It is almost as if looking at an angel and knowing that every aspect is beyond words. The pearls that line the back marking the meeting of two bones are evenly spaced. The hand sown lace, the hours of time put into creating such a masterpiece alone, will have you awestruck. It faces me every morning. And every morning I am one day closer to being wrapped in pure innocence. At night it is as though a shadow of my figure hovers over my window, waiting patiently. The vail beside it sways in the air, not having enough wait to simply stay put. It is in a way dancing, almost as if it knows what is coming up.

One night of pure white. One night of holiness and love. One night dressed in elegance far beyond words can describe.

The excitement is here.

The dress is above my window, reflecting the sunlight God created, almost as though God, Himself, is shinning his light on me, giving me His approval.

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