This is the time of year when moms across America wax nostalgic about time marching on, kids growing up, and the relief or dread of getting back on a schedule. The start of another school year.
This is our last first-day-of-school. Our "baby" is all 'growed' up and a senior. Yay!
Meanwhile back at the ranch...
time is marching on toward the big day in October -our son's wedding. As I was working on my dress this week it occurred to me that 26 years ago I made a dress of nearly identical peach fabric for another peach & mint wedding. I was maid-of-honor in my best friend's wedding.
Somehow it makes me feel old to have lived long enough to see the trends of my youth coming back into vogue. It's my mother's generation that is supposed to say things like "I remember when that was fashionable before" and "what goes around comes around" while I roll my eyes.
But thank God a lot of water has gone over the dam since then. Can you believe that naïve 18 yr old pictured above, who was in VS at the time and didn't have time to sew her dress, packed it in her checked luggage to fly home for the wedding, unconcerned about the nightmare that would ensue should her luggage happen to get lost? The blissful "oh, that won't happen to me" of youth. I also forgot my mother's old sewing machine would not sew slippery fabric like that so the bride's mom was sweating bullets, sewing my dress at the last minute. I cannot believe I did that! Thankfully we are only young & immature once. But it all worked out in the end, the happy couple got hitched and are living happily ever after.
And it will work out for the next generation too. (It's not dresses we're sweating over, but a place to live.) Note to self: have faith.
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