It's been almost two years since I last pulled my beautiful wedding dress out of its muslin-wrapped box to air it out. The seamstress I hired, Diana Ackerman, owner of The Threadbender, to clean and preserve it told me I should do it every year, but last year I found myself a little busy with a new baby in the house.
Opening that lovely gray box and setting aside the tissues to reveal my gown was, as always, an emotional experience. And to have my daughter there beside me (well, behind the baby gate a few feet away) to see it for the first time was a wonderful experience.
I'll carefully pack it away in its archival box tomorrow, but until then I'll think of our vows, first dance, toasts and new beginning every time I pass through my bedroom. And I'll have those memories to carry me through the year until I air it out once again.