This is my sister Betsy’s wedding dress. She dreamed it up herself. She crocheted it herself, working on it for the last year. She imagines butterflies flying from its pockets during the ceremony. She imagines a man loving and compassionate and handsome standing opposite her as she wears it, a man she deserves, a man we all imagine for her, too, but a man who hasn’t yet found her.
Betsy is disabled. She has some deficits, but don’t we all? Do they make us any less complete as human beings? No one is more complete than Betsy. She loves with fullness, comprehends with kindness, feels with depth and grasps the world with a wisdom and joy I only wish I had. But I don’t need it. I have Betsy. We all should have a Betsy in our lives.
She has a few dreams for hers. One is to meet Barry Manilow. Another is to meet the man who will enter her world and stay there, who will take her hand and hold it forever, who will see her with eyes filled gratitude and wonder as she wears her beautiful, brilliant, kaleidoscopic gown of love.
Betsy is an artist. Betsy is a font of unending and ebullient creativity. Betsy is a force of love and light and hope and warmth. Betsy is a gift.
Behold her wedding dress. And while you’re at it, behold her heart.
Figuring. Shit. Out. 
That is the best wedding dress I have ever seen. And the heart is astounding. You are so lucky.
I am indeed! Betsy is an enormous blessing.
How beautiful! And I don’t mean just the dress. It looks a little warm for Summer, but never mind. The cooler weather will come, and hopefully so will eternal love! She’s a dear, I’, sure.
Thanks, Deb!
Am I one lucky man to have two such daughters!!!
*I’m* the lucky one. ❤️❤️❤️
Lovely she looks and I wish I could do such beautiful work. I too hope she meets someone to love her and treat her with respect,kindness and love.
She’s beautiful inside and out,thanks for her talent and beauty. I appreciate seeing a positive on a Monday morning.
Yes the dress is nice, but it is the hat that makes the outfit!
I am still waiting – with butterflies – for that special guy too.
Thanks so much for your sharing Betsy with all your readers — and probably with lots of friends of the readers. Betsy doesn’t “second guess” her conclusions or her “gut” responses. Why should any of us? Perhaps it is because unlike Betsy, we are afraid honesty might reveal a vulnerability –
a merely human vulnerability –
Amen, Betty. ❤️ All of us have so much to learn from Betsy.