I finally did it... I cut up my mother's wedding dress. Now one might ask why I did this... why to preserve it of course.
Somewhere through the course of my life I have become the holder or caretaker of several generations of wedding dresses in my family. I am a little confused as to what to do with them. It isn't like in ages past where the up-coming generation of females in a family will look to them to wear for their own weddings. And having only boys in my immediate family kind of nulls that option too.
This year has been a year of examining our history and looking to the future as what to do with them. I finally decided that even though I wasn't close to my great grandmother (that simply being by default of age), I had to preserve her dress. Which is kind of neat because I also have my great grandfather's shirt that he wore for the wedding. That is now one shadow box that my kids will just have to deal with later.
With this kinda of inspiration, I had to ask, then why am I still hanging on to a wedding dress that no one will ever wear or see? Again, dolls to the rescue.
It is amazing how they are such a great vehicle for preserving and showcasing our history. In this age of digital information and everything being stored on a computer it is still nice to have the opportunity to "actually touch" history. This only occurs when we preserve some of those artifacts that we received throughout our history.
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