Saturday, March 19, 2011
In the past few weeks since my friend passed away, I've been thinking a lot about love. Perhaps this is because she was married to her husband for 19 years, and they were always so sweet to each other and enjoyed each other's company. For some reason, I can't picture myself ever having such luck. I don't know if it is luck so much though, or if it's just that my heart always lets me down. I fall into love then I fall out of love so easily. I don't know exactly what this has to do with this dress, but somehow when I wear it I feel these things. It's the "girl sitting alone at a cafe" dress. Suddenly this is what I'm wanting in my life. It is comforting to be alone, drinking in the sunshine and the air. I'm not exactly single, but I am taking some time to reflect and listen to the whisperings of my heart. What is it that it needs, this heart of mine? Who knew that a dress could help accentuate an inner process, help it dare to exist?