Amber Klepper

White dresses and Marigolds

Stacy looked down at her dress, today was one of the most important days of her life. She smiled to herself as her fingertips glided down the beaded seams of her dress. Inhaling for a moment she whispered to herself. “I wish you could be here today, mom. I hope you’re proud of me.” A tiny tear formed in the corner of her eye and she whipped it away before it could fall.