I’ve been attempting for a couple of days to post about our experiences with prom dress shopping this year; how shopping for a senior prom dress differs from shopping for a junior prom dress, how we were disappointed to discover the boutique we loved so much last year has undergone some managerial changes, how strange it was to be shopping without my mom…
I’m struggling with that post.
For one thing, I can’t get my photos to load. There actually are not a lot of photos to load; I didn’t take as many this year as last, in part because she didn’t try on as many dresses, and in part because I wasn’t sending them to my mother for opinions, and, therefore, only took pics of the best dresses, only took the pictures Hayden requested. The post needs the pics, but the damn computer won’t load the pics, so the post won’t flow.
My mother, though only physically here twice, has always been a part of our dress shopping: homecomings, winter balls, graduations, proms: all of them, all of the dresses, all of the shopping, we have included her either through texted photos or FaceTime.
And, she always bought the shoes.
It was bittersweet to be there without her. I worked overtime to stay in the moment, and to enjoy the time with Hayden, but I missed my Mom–both in real time and in future losses. She won’t be there when we shop for Anna’s dresses, and she won’t be there when we shop for wedding dresses.
Yet, she was there. I know she was there. We are all adjusting to a new manner of her being there, but she was, she is. And, I know she loves this year’s dress.