Today, I drew the paper that said "Something you miss."
The fact is, I miss a lot of things. Some of them are actual physical things you can hold in your hand, and some of them are more figurative, and don't even get me started on the people I miss...
But the paper asked about a thing, and as materialistic and silly as this may seem, my first thought was this dress.
I only got to wear that dress once - on my college graduation day. I paired it with my string of pearls, and felt exactly like Audrey Hepburn.
It was the perfect little black dress for me - simple, clean, and classy.
Unfortunately, though, in the post-graduation-moving-halfway-across-the-state shuffle, it (and several other nice dresses) got donated instead of packed. Camp life didn't require me to attend a ton of events with the little black dress uniform, so I didn't discover that it was missing until several months later. I actually went to the Women's Shelter store to see if I could find it, but no such luck. I told one of the employees what had happened, and how long ago it had been, and she looked at me like I was truly crazy.
Maybe I am crazy, but 5 moves later, I still find myself hoping it might mysteriously turn up again one day.
1 year ago