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.