Mark called later, apologizing for his wife’s behavior, but the damage was done.
I framed Lily’s prom photo and hung it in our hallway, right next to a picture of my mother teaching me to sew when I was eight years old. Every morning when I leave for work, I see both pictures and remember that some things can’t be bought.
Lily starts college in three months. She’s taking the dress with her… not for parties, but because, as she told me, “The best things in life are made with love, not money!”
And me? I’m thinking about taking up sewing again. Turns out, creating something beautiful with your own hands is worth more than any price tag could ever say. Because love isn’t something you can purchase off a rack. It’s something you stitch together, one careful thread at a time, until it fits perfectly around the people who matter most.
