I thought about us last night…
When i was a little girl, i had this dress. I think my mother made it for me for Easter or some other religious holiday. I loved that dress.
One Sunday I wore it to Sunday School. Only for some reason I didn’t wear any underpants. I don’t know, maybe I didn’t have any clean or I was in a hurry. And somehow my mother found out (I never understood how.) And she told me what I had done was a terrible thing. I felt so ashamed after we talked. Not because I hadn’t worn underpants to church, but because I had sinned in THAT dress. I never wore it again. And to this day all I have to do is to recall the way the wooden pew felt on my bare bottom and I am flooded with that shame all over again.
I thought about us last night….