My “wedding dress”

In my last two posts, I talked about significant events in my life, and about cleaning out my closets.

There’s something I found while cleaning out my closets of old clothing.  I should get rid of it.  I know that will never fit into it again for the rest of my life.  But I find it hard to let them go.

It’s the jacket and pants that I wore during my university defense.  They’re a size 40 or something like that; I’m presently a size 48-50 and I have little hope of seeing that waistline again.

Aside from that, they’re a pale beige in color. Even if I could fit into them, there wouldn’t be an occasion to do so.  I wear my tux to weddings; I have some dark clothing for funerals.  I wear a blue jacket at Passover; I’d never wear something light-colored at an occasion where I might spill food on it.

They’re taking up useless space in my closet.  If I were to donate them (it turns out that the bins outside the supermarket belong to the Police Youth department), they might serve to keep someone warm.  They could have a purpose.

Sigh. I suppose this is how many women regard their wedding dresses.

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