Standing in the Promise of New Life

The delicate beading on the dress looks like hundreds of sparkling diamonds lining my collarbone. It gently flows down to the ground and feels as if it was always meant to be mine. On my head I have a small delicate crown and my hair falls gently over my shoulder. My eyes are filled with an uncontainable joy. This is my day, the day that had I not taken the chance would have only been a distant dream.
I had never been one to step out and do anything risky. I was scared of what may or may not happen.…