“This was my second wedding dress.
This was my second wedding bouquet.
This was my second wedding.
I don’t talk about the first one often. Never actually. If people ask me, I don’t lie but it’s just not something that comes up.
The truth is that was a lifetime ago. The truth is everything has changed. The truth is divorce gave me my life back. And I’m grateful for that.
A second marriage is no less of a marriage. In fact, for me it was even more of one.
For me it was a second chance at life. A second chance at love.
I’m not ashamed. I honor my past because it got me here. It led to where I am right here right now. With a marriage and family I’ve always dreamed of. With gratitude and wisdom. With hindsight.
Were there deep valleys in my journey? Absolutely. There were months I struggled to get out of bed. There was pain and suffering. Rage. So much rage.
But time heals. And slowly, steadily, I got back on my feet. Redemption. The chance to start over.
This was my second wedding dress but this heart? It’s renewed. It’s metamorphosized like a butterfly from its cocoon.
I got a second chance at love, and thank God for second chances.
My second wedding dress? It represents redemption.”
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