My mother's wedding dress was beautiful.
As a girl, I admired her wedding pictures. I imagined the day that I would marry. I imagined I would feel like a princess.
When I was ready to marry, I chose to find my own dress.
I love my dress...
and so does my daughter.
Now, if she get married and wants to pick out her own dress, I have already had the joy of seeing her in my dress.
These are moments I treasure.