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Ode to the Dress
When I saw you
In the shop
I tried you on
and danced around
I was beautiful
it felt so right
My wedding day
was like a dream
the sun was shining
people were smiling
I was so happy
so was he
we fell in love
a blissful sea
the waters darken
the air fell still
the birds quit singing
the dress fell ill
it didn’t make it
it came apart
stained forever
a loving heart.NAP- that’s so restrained!
I can feel the joy of the dress and the wedding. It’s a sweet poem. Reminds me of all the hope and promise of preparing for my wedding, starting a brand new life, and how my happily ever after didn’t quite work out.Oh Nap!!! It is a perfect poem. I am going to print it. I got married on the Mississippi River ( I threatened to go jump off the bridge today but he didn`t believe me). It was a beautiful spring day and it started raining. I was so upset because I had planned the whole ceremony around sunset on Ole Man River. My sweet daddy pulled me aside and said ‘Dawn, it`s only rain.’ I had to laugh and it was a beautiful wedding….
Thank You for the poem. I need something fitting for the funeral. It is not the dress` fault 🙂
My full name is Beverly Dawn and he always has called me ‘angel’ but he called me by my name on that day so I knew he was serious:)
Love the poem and love you talented writing people.
“Stained forever, a loving heart…”
BevOh shit!!! I am crying now and I am still sober. Time to crack open the bottle and start drinking. Thanks to all you sweet, gentle, smart, lovely,beautiful ladies. Anything I post after this is subject to drunk texting rules… It will take me a little while to drift into stupid land.:)
Now, I am listening to old Buddy Holly…
I should have been born in a different era….
True Love Ways
I am such a freakin sap
It`s just so pretty
Our “song” was ‘Brown Eyed Girl’… I don`t know why because i have no brown eyes.. But it was…
I hate that F`n song now 🙂
Nap you crack me up!
Our big dance at our wedding ~ where we went crazy dancing in front of everyone was ” already gone” by the eagles!!!
And he was already gone. Affairs #1 and #2 were watching!
I always thought that was weird that that was the song we cut loose to!
I just hope Nap is composing us some new lyrics for the Hokie Pokie! Maybe a few new body parts? Maybe something besides ” shake it all about”…. Hmmm??
Heidi – really? Affair #1 and Affair #2 were watching you dance at your wedding? Unbelievable….
You have been through the wringer.
Keep the lyrics to Hokey coming girls….
I’m sick in bed at a golf resort. I was triggered last night because it’s a beautiful golf spot (Bandon Dunes in Oregon) but not many women come because it’s like a fraternity house here – mostly men drinking, smoking cigars after playing the golf of their lives. The waitress last night told me that the men try to grope her, proposition her and get really rowdy (and this was at a nice wine bar place in town). My masseusse yesterday told me that there aren’t any “happy ending” massage places here and that some guys bring their mistresses. (reminded me of Heidi’s husband’s weekends). Yuck!!!!! I just want to kick most of them in the balls now. Are most men animals?
Deb
Daisy,
I found my Wedding dress poem. I wrote it on a hot day after a friend flew into town to help me clean out a storage unit from our house fire. It took us about 4 hrs per day for 5 days to sort through it all. The last thing I found was my wedding dress, cleaned, and placed in a beautiful box. I had been living in a hotel about 4 mo at this point, was too frozen with PTSD to move into the house I bought, so my friend came to help (none of my family offered ever to help me). My mother did say she would pay my friends $250 plane ticket. After my friend arrived, my mother said she changed her mind and wouldn’t pay it. I felt sick having to tell my friend because she had lost her 25 yr job 6 mo prior and was having a hard time finding a job. Anyway, we took this beautiful box, with my beautiful dress and drove to the salvation army store. They had a big truck out back with 2 guys writing receipts. I got out of the car, walked over to the truck, and he hoed it into the back of the truck. One guy said “was that your wedding dress?”. I said “yep, married 25 years and found out my h fucked prostitutes during our whole 25 year marriage”. He cringed,”Oh that’s really bad, my wife would kill me”. He wrote my receipt. I think I actually wrote this the morning after my friend flew back home and I was alone again and frozen.It is still so poignant Nap.. makes me cry all over again..
Thank you so much for re posting. I burnt my wedding album picture by picture. I pulled each and every one of them from the gold leafed page and fed them into the fire one by one. I cried for each one individually.
This is such perfect timing. As I left my home with only what fit in my car I knew I might have to return and that there were certain things I did not ever want to see again. My wedding dress was one of them.
My first thought was to leave it laid out in the Dining Room table with my “rainbow” wedding crown. Our song was “Beautiful Day” by U2 and we had all colors at our wedding. Every table was saturated in a different color. (that is not the point….)
Anyway, wanted the dress, the crown, my wedding ring and and a our wedding picture all on the table for when he arrived from treatment and a note saying, “Was it really worth it?”
Instead, I packed up the dress and crown that my girls loved to play with and took them Goodwill so I never have to see them again.
I did leave some cupcakes and the “I’m Moving” invitation my daughter had sent out. I hope they are covered in mold since I left a month ago. (Couldn’t help myself on that one…)
Didi
NAP, thank you for finding the poem for me. It’s beautiful. And very sad. I hurt for all of us. Our wedding song was “Longer” by Dan Fogelburg.
“Longer than there’ve been fishes in the ocean,
higher than any bird ever flew,
Longer than there’ve been stars up in the heavens,
I’ve been in love with you.Stronger than any mountain cathedral,
Truer than any tree ever grew,
Deeper than any forest primeval
I am in love with you.Through the years as the fire starts to mellow,
burning lines in the book of our lives,
Though the binding cracks and the pages start to yellow,
I’ll be in love with you.”I thought we both felt that.
Love and a special hug to dearest NAP,
DaisyNAP, your poems are great and thanks for bringing this one up for air.
One of the best things about leaving congregational ministry is turning in my marriage number (legal number I would put on the license). I could keep it but I can’t stand marrying people. They are usually incredibly rude, don’t respect the worship service, don’t want to pay for anything, keep you waiting, and treat you like they are doing you a favour. With the exception of a few people I knew, it was an awful part of ministry. Most ministers will tell you they would rather do a funeral any day of week.So tragically sad. Hearing about the wedding dresses taken to the thrift stores and the wedding pictures burned just breaks my heart for you girls. I remember early on the site a Sister wrote about taking off her wedding ring and just leaving it on the shelf at Target and walking away. I can’t remember now who that was (Lexie? If in doubt, I usually just credit her 😉 At the time, I thought that was the saddest thing I’d ever heard in my life. Unfortunately, the heartbreak just keeps piling up.
Thank you for the poem, it does tell the story so cleary, an innocent dream tarnished.
My wedding ring seems to have just disappeared. I swear I do not remember taking it off. I noticed it was gone about two months ago (two months after STBXSAH left for Texas.) At the time, I looked around a little, but not really panicked. Thought it would turn up, though I had never taken it off before. Looking back, I wonder at my calm acceptance of that, maybe the meds? Who knows. Anyway, it’s just gone. And I feel like that is how the marriage ended, too. It vanished when I wasn’t looking. And I don’t know how it happened, or why, and I can’t get it back.
And that’s it for rings. I posted a long time back about how I gave back my engagement ring after learning my STBXSAH had spent at least 5 times as much on whores in the months before our marriage as he did on that ring. And he gave diamonds to the whores, too. (Because they were worth it, gag!!!) It just disgusted me to look at that engagement ring after that. At first i told him he had to give me one worth MORE than he spent on the whores. He never even tried. And truthfully, I wouldn’t have worn it if he did.
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