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Dreams of dresses help me cope with grief

Coping with grief

Would it seem odd to you if I told you that what’s helping me cope with grief right now are beautiful dresses?

I couldn’t have come up with a coping mechanism as unique as this one. It came to me in a dream.

In real life, I’d flown to be at my father’s side when he suddenly got ill and was in the ICU in Fergus Falls. That first night in Minnesota I went to bed not knowing if the next day would be his last.

I woke up that morning having had the most vivid, delicious dream about a cocktail dress. In the dream, I had been shopping with a long-time client of mine who knows a lot about my dad. This is what I shared with her in an email later that night.

Sharing my dream with the client who was at the center of it

Hello dear,

I wanted to tell you that I woke up this morning from such a pleasant dream with you at the heart of it.

We were shopping at Wilkes Bashford and things were on sale. We weren’t shopping for anything in particular. Just enjoying looking at what was on the racks. You found a few fun things.

And then somehow I got talked into trying on this gorgeous cocktail party dress.

“This will never fit me,” I said.

It also was a bit revealing, and that wasn’t exactly a look for a one-breasted woman. It was sexy Gucci on top and ladylike Valentino on the skirt part. I tried it on, and it was magnificent. It gave me a figure I’ve never had and the bodice part didn’t reveal my surgery at all.

But where would I ever wear it? I thought.

And then I woke up here in Fergus Falls, MN in real life, with my dad in declining health in the ICU just around the block.

I’d gotten word on Monday from my brother Kirk that he thought we should come. I got tickets immediately, and Tuesday morning my twin brother and I flew out of SFO.

What with the stopover in Chicago (nothing flies to Fargo directly), it was 5 pm when we got to Fargo. My niece picked us up, and we were at the hospital an hour later.

Dad was on a serious super duper respiratory machine but as clear-headed and conversational as ever. Gosh, he’s a charmer! I gave him bunches of kisses on his forehead and stroked that fabulous head of hair of his.

He’d had lots of visitors that afternoon, and now my siblings were there plus nieces and a couple of his great-grandchildren. It was a party atmosphere. So joyous and fun. And he loved being at the center of it all. What a smile he has.

He deteriorated during the night, and this morning the party was over. He was in distress. The doctor met with us and suggested this was the time for comfort care. Within 5 hours of that conversation, he passed. We were all there with him.

I’m heading to bed, and maybe I’ll be lucky enough to have shopping dreams again tonight. I’m so thankful we got here in time and that all the family was together.

Erin left for Hawaii this morning and is there now. As you know, I was supposed to be there too with Caitlin and Baby Viv. Plans do change on a dime.

Love to you, dear.

Brenda

More dresses after that

The first morning after returning home from Minnesota, I woke up from another brilliant dream about a dress. This gown was spectacular. It was floor-length, a simple straight cut in a floral print that was smothered in layers of clear crystal beads. It was being tried on by a woman over sixty with long wavy gray hair. She was attending an event and needed help with the accessories. I was more than happy to oblige.

Even for me–someone with a history of working with fashion for over three decades–the appearance of these stunning dresses in my dreams made me a bit curious.

Following the cue of my dreams, I pulled out some of my coffee table couture fashion books. I started looking for beautiful dresses resembling the ones in my dreams. What was it about fancy dresses?

Finding healing light in beauty

The dresses sparkle and shine. Their luster grabs my imagination. I don’t have to be wearing one of these dresses to appreciate the workmanship and design of them. The mere appearance of them excites me, lightens my spirit, and brings me joy.

These last few days have been hard to manage. I feel like I’m walking through dense fog, hardly able to see the path ahead. Yet sequins, beads, and the beautiful patterns of fancy dresses offer me a bridge to the faith that I will find my way.

This too shall pass, although I hope the dreams of beautiful dresses stick around for a while.

You always have such great insight. Is there something you can share with me to help me understand what’s happening? Do share.

XO

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73 Comments

  • Reply
    Marie Mullineaux
    February 3, 2020 at 9:33 pm

    Dearest Brenda, you have been the light and joy in your parents’ lives just as they have been in yours forever and forever that shall remain. Dresses such as these are for celebrating special occasions, moments of love, all of which you have shared with your beloved parents. Now you celebrate the light your Dad brought into your life, as he travels to his next adventure. He will be dancing with your Mom in a beautiful dress, I just know it. Love and Hugs during this time of healing!

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    Rusty Watson
    February 3, 2020 at 11:05 pm

    Dear Brenda,
    I am so sorry.

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    Vicki
    February 4, 2020 at 1:16 am

    I am so sorry to hear about your father’s passing. It is never easy on those left behind. His time had come so perhaps dreaming of beautiful dresses is a way of coping.

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    Elizabeth
    February 4, 2020 at 2:24 am

    Brenda, so sorry about the loss of your dad. It’s never easy to lose a loved one, whether expected or unexpected. But, you yourself are the author of beauty as a go to comfort. In your recent blog on breast cancer, you told me to remember beauty as a means of strength and hope. I had never considered that before. So nice to see you embracing your own best advice. While it can’t take away the pain that accompanies grief, you are so right that beauty can help us to refocus us on the gifts that life does give us. Sending your own wisdom back to you during this difficult time, beauty as a soft place to land during our hardest falls. Here’s to pretty dresses!

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    Bonnie
    February 4, 2020 at 4:37 am

    Maybe the dresses represent the beauty of heaven! So sorry for your loss.

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    Cara
    February 4, 2020 at 4:50 am

    Oh Brenda, I’m so very sorry.
    Your love for, and closeness with, your father were palpable.
    I find Bach Rescue Remedy sipped in a glass of water helps a bit in getting through emotional trauma. May it be of use to you and help you have more beautiful dress dreams..

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    Susan
    February 4, 2020 at 5:23 am

    Blessings to you, Brenda. I lost my dad in 2005 and my mom in 2012, though she had Alzheimer’s the last 12 years of her life. You will get through this because you are strong. And you are doing the right thing- focusing on what gives you joy. Take the joy wherever and whenever you can! You have lost the last generation but you have gained a new one to focus on- that precious granddaughter. What joy that is! And before you know it, SHE will be interested in pretty dresses.

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    M
    February 4, 2020 at 5:36 am

    Brenda

    I truly believe your dear father, awaited your arrival – his last afternoon revelling in the centre of the party atmosphere. Life complete, he slipped away.

    What would dad say to me now, if he could – hearing “his voice” has helped me over the years since he died.

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    linda
    February 4, 2020 at 5:38 am

    Your dreams of beautiful gowns immediately made me feel like the a glorious celebration….the one that reunited your mom and dad. All is well.

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      Lea
      February 4, 2020 at 7:58 pm

      My deepest sympathies of the passing of your beloved father. We learned about, and shared in, your mutual admiration society. Thank you for giving us a glimpse into your world. We are the better for having know your dad. Many hugs. And many more fancy dresses.

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        Brenda
        February 13, 2020 at 5:09 pm

        I love that you say that about him. He’d be delighted. I always told him that he was my champion and that my friends wanted him as their dad. I hope he took that in. I think his sweet smile was a sign that he did. Lovely.

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      Melissa
      February 4, 2020 at 8:46 pm

      Hi Brenda, Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful relationship with your dad, and much sympathy to and your family on his passing. Beautiful dresses and gowns often represent times of transition in our lives -prom, wedding, etc. This is a time of immense transition for you and perhaps your dreams are a message that you will get through this and continue to blossom.

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        Brenda
        February 13, 2020 at 5:08 pm

        Melissa, that’s an incredible vision. Wow. Dresses, times of transition, continuing to blossom. I take all of that to heart. You’ve given me a great gift. Thanks!

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    Sheri
    February 4, 2020 at 5:45 am

    Brenda, I am so sorry to hear about your dear father. The relationship you two shared I know was special and beautiful like the dresses. And I bet you have many gorgeous, colorful memories of your dad also. Cherish them–like rare, sumptuous dresses, what you had with your dad is somewhat a rare luxury and very, very special. ♥️

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    Corinne
    February 4, 2020 at 5:48 am

    Brenda: My father also came to me in a dream shortly before he passed. He was young and strong and healthy, and he gave me a huge hug. I believe those who go before us do these things to help ease the transition and to let us know they are OK. Your father chose images he knew would bring you joy. There are no accidents. Wishing you peace and comfort.

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      Leanne
      February 7, 2020 at 12:00 am

      Oh Corrinne I love your sentiment. I lost (why do we say lost – its nothing like a lost glove, or sock) my mother recently and I got comfort from your message as I trust Brenda will too. Thank you.

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    Elissa Checov
    February 4, 2020 at 5:49 am

    I truly believe what’s happening is all-encompassing love for your dad – even though he has passed. In my experience that love stays and moves on with me. Both the pain of losing my dad and the joy of his being are my reality and for this I am eternally grateful. I think the beauty in your dreams is celebrating him and you.

    I’ve been taking a memoir course and this is about my dad. I hope you don’t mind my sharing it with you. https://elissachecov.com/2019/12/20/gifts/

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      Anon
      February 4, 2020 at 5:05 pm

      I am sorry for the loss of your beloved father. He sounded like a wonderful man, and now he is with your equally wonderful mother. I believe that loved ones send us what we need to help us through hardship when they leave us. The dreans will continue as long as you need them. For me, it was a favorite song that is rarely ever heard, but found its way into my life for months. How did that happen? There’s only one explanation. It was a gift of love from above. I don’t know what I would have done without it.

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        Brenda
        February 13, 2020 at 5:11 pm

        What an amazing testimony to love and comfort that that song was there for you. I’m so happy it was. Love to you!

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    Becky
    February 4, 2020 at 6:08 am

    Oh, I am sorry to hear about your father. I know that his passing leaves a big, gaping hole in your life. It sounds as if you are finding bits of comfort, healing, and joy in these most interesting dreams. Take care of yourself as you process all that is going on right now.

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    Lisa Zahn
    February 4, 2020 at 6:26 am

    I’m so sorry to read of your father’s death. And so glad you were able to be there for that final “party” night with him. Those memories will be precious, even as you grieve, I hope. I always loved reading about your dad. What a great man! (And I love Fergus Falls too, as I have many dear friends there and we visit from St. Cloud whenever we can.)

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    Nancy James
    February 4, 2020 at 6:48 am

    Brenda, I am very sorry to hear of your father’s passing. Sorrow and grief are a heavy load for our bodies and our spirits. Perhaps the lightness and beauty of the dresses is a temporary escape into lightness. Sending you healing thoughts.

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    Eileen
    February 4, 2020 at 6:52 am

    I’m so sorry to read of your father’s passing. Hmmmm, dresses, are to me, special occasions, moments that take careful consideration, moments we remember, a feeling of being on top of a mountain, moments of courage ( should I really wear this?) , being completely present, preserved photographically…. hopefully these words are as helpful to you, as giving me my “ words” when you helped me with my wardrobe. Forever thankful.

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    judith
    February 4, 2020 at 6:58 am

    Hi Brenda,

    I’m sad to learn about your Dad, but loved the story of his final night with everyone. It sounds like he went out on his own terms, and I am so glad you got to be there to say good bye. That will help you on down the road. My thinking about the dream is similar to that of the other folks here commenting. Fashion has been a big part of your life, which you have loved. I’m sure your Dad was aware of this. When you were preparing for the worst, your subconscious, as a way to protect and comfort you, took you to a something you have always found beautiful. Maybe your Dad was in on that?

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    Julie F
    February 4, 2020 at 7:25 am

    I’m so, so sorry. I remember early grieving as a weird, real-not-real time, when it was surprising to see that the rest of the world was still functioning like normal. Sleep/dreaming is when our bodies & minds reset, repair, & resolve. Maybe your mind knows you need a shot of joy to get through this time. You’ll see your dad & mom reflected in your family like you might not have before. Especially Viv. She looks just like him. Treat yourself gently, friend.

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    Linda B
    February 4, 2020 at 7:43 am

    Dear Brenda, I am sending a big virtual hug, as I am sure so many are. Grief does strange things to us–makes us feel untethered to the rest of life. My best friend’s mother died a week ago; I lost my mother nearly 5 months ago. Losing a beloved parent is so surreal and so hard. . . I am still trying to get out of that fog, though it is lightening. I know you have experienced this sort of loss with your own mother. . .and you know that time helps to heal our hearts.

    The images of beautiful dresses are curious! If we consider the possibility that our physical bodies are a kind of clothing for what is immortal in us, perhaps there is a relationship to that? Your father had a richly beautiful life, full of love right up to the end. What could be more beautiful than that?

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    Cynthia Brown
    February 4, 2020 at 8:07 am

    Sweet girl ….I’m so sorry for this painful loss. Losing a daddy….
    Looks like your subconscious mind is doing its best work….helping to put a little salve on the situation to get you through the first days. Grief is an interesting thing. It takes its course and it takes its time. Be very so patient and good to yourself, won’t you?

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    JACIE BOND
    February 4, 2020 at 8:58 am

    Dear Brenda, I am so very sorry to hear about the loss of your dad. I, too, lost my dad many years ago from bowel cancer. I had been home to see him and knew I would not see him again – what pain. My brother arrived one week later and Dad had a seizure that night, in a coma for five days, and passed away they day before my birthday. I truly believe he was waiting to see my brother, and that your dad was waiting for you to come. With you there, he could let go of his earthly bonds, be free to joyously be with your mom. The dresses, as others state, speak to me of indescribable joy – for you, for your dad, and for your mom. Grief never leaves us, but your dresses will always bring you joy and fond memories. Sending my deepest sympathy to you with love wrapped in hugs, and thankfulness for you and the joy you bring to others.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:24 pm

      Your words touch me deeply. This means so much. I think you’re right about waiting for us to all be there. I’m so glad he did and that we had that final, wonderful evening of visiting, joking around, and laughing together. Those were the things he loved most.

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    Meg
    February 4, 2020 at 9:05 am

    Brenda, I am so sorry to hear about your dad.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:21 pm

      Oh, Meg, thank you! It’s lovely to hear from you.

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    Ann
    February 4, 2020 at 9:17 am

    Dear Brenda, My hugs to you over the loss of your vibrant, fun dad….grief takes many forms, and dreams really help us process it. Maybe the dresses represent all the fun times with your dad….Healing thoughts for you…..

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:21 pm

      Thank you, Ann. Those dresses were so spectacular. I think you’re on to something here.

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    Alice
    February 4, 2020 at 9:18 am

    I don’t know what to believe about an afterlife, but I like to think your mother sent the dreams as a gentle gift during a painful time. I sincerely hope it works that way. Thank you for sharing your father with us.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:20 pm

      Thank you, Alice. And you know what? That sounds just like Mom. She appreciated beauty in every form. Her flower gardens, her well-appointed home and her love of fashion. You’re right!

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    Donna
    February 4, 2020 at 10:38 am

    Dear Brenda,
    You knew you were headed to a celebration of life…a passing. Of course you of all people would have to consider what your clothing should express of your inner self at such an event and for a life so meaningful to you. It should be something beautiful, finely crafted and detailed, colorful and dazzling to represent your lifelong relationship. But in the end, clothes fall away and what remains is just your pure self…no barriers between you…two souls.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:18 pm

      Two loving souls that will love each other forever. Yes! Thank you.

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    Joyce
    February 4, 2020 at 10:54 am

    Death is the part of life we wait for with emotional brakes on. Relief compassion sadness depression and finally peace and all the love you’ve known enters bringing joy just to have loved. You sound like you were much loved.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:17 pm

      Thank you, Joyce. It helps to hear those words, the “joy” words and yes, to be reminded that I was well-loved. That was a big gift from Dad that will never go away.

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    Kay Pappal
    February 4, 2020 at 1:21 pm

    Brenda,
    I am so sorry to learn of your dad’s passing! Hugs from me in Pennsylvania! I’ve loved getting to know your dad through your posts,
    seeing the pictures of your times together, and knowing of the special relationship and love you shared. I’ll miss him too! Keep on smiling, treasure those wonderful memories, and remember that these sad days will pass.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:16 pm

      Thanks for your wise words. It warms my heart knowing you’ll miss him too! xx

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    Linda S
    February 4, 2020 at 2:14 pm

    Brenda, I have so enjoyed hearing stories about both your mom and dad over the years. I’m very sorry for your loss. Your dreams seem like a remarkable gift. As someone who is unable to visualize in my mind or dreams, I cannot even imagine what a vivid visual dream would be like. The condition is called aphantasia. I appreciate so many things about you – I wish you well.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:15 pm

      Linda, I learned something new: aphantasia. Thank you for your well wishes.

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    Anne Catherine
    February 4, 2020 at 2:38 pm

    Dear Brenda, I’m so sorry for your grief. Your life’s work has been to ‘say it with fashion’. You even beautifully express what the clothes are saying. In your dreams maybe the dresses are symbols that you will again walk in grace and loveliness. To me, you[re being clothed in memories of all that is good.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:14 pm

      Anne, I love your interpretation. Yes, I am being clothed in goodness, especially right here in this compassionate community. xx

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    Lisa Laree
    February 4, 2020 at 4:08 pm

    Oh, Brenda, I am so sorry!!! Lifting up prayers for comfort and peace.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:13 pm

      Thank you, Lisa. So much.

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    yvette summers
    February 4, 2020 at 4:22 pm

    Hi Brenda, I am so sorry to hear about your Dad’s passing, I know you were very close and will leave you feeling like a chunk of your heart is missing for quite a while. When you are coping with such sadness Cocktail dresses seem like the hope of happier days ahead. God Bless

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:13 pm

      Yvette, I love that thought. “Cocktail dresses seel like the hope of happier days ahead.” I think you’re right!
      Thank you!

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    Deanna Hutchings
    February 4, 2020 at 5:50 pm

    Brenda, there are so many gems of wisdom and love in the comments above. I’m so pleased to see that you are being showered with the returns of the insights and delights you have shared with we, your readers, along the way. this one, from Elizabeth resonates for me as I ponder on the many gifts you have given us. “Sending your own wisdom back to you during this difficult time, beauty as a soft place to land during our hardest falls. ” May you have a very soft place to rest during this tough tough loss. May you be upheld by the outpouring of love that your readers are sharing.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:10 pm

      Deanna, your words — well, I hardly have words. I feel your tenderness. Thank you so much.

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    Susan Clark
    February 5, 2020 at 5:43 am

    Brenda, my heartfelt condolences on the loss of your beloved dad. Sending healing prayers and comforting hugs. I will keep you and your family close in my thoughts and prayers in the coming weeks.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:07 pm

      I so appreciate those loving thoughts and prayers. More than you know.

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    Karen Bowers
    February 5, 2020 at 10:19 am

    What a unique gift in this time of deep sorrow.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:06 pm

      So very true.

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    Susan D
    February 5, 2020 at 11:21 am

    I am so sorry to hear of your father’s passing and wish you long life.
    You have so many happy memories of him and I hope they will help you get through this difficult time.
    Susan D

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:05 pm

      Susan, thank you so much. I think those happy memories will start returning soon. It still feels like a bit of a shock, but I just know you’re right. xx

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    Anne Roberts
    February 5, 2020 at 1:42 pm

    Dear Brenda I am so sorry to hear of your loss. I can’t help thinking your dreams are influenced by your Mum excitedly searching for a spectacular dress to wear to greet your Dad and continue their loving dance. Grieve gently sweet lady.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:04 pm

      Your vision brings happy tears that they are back together again. Thank you for that. It’s just perfect.

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    La semaine d'une gourmette
    February 6, 2020 at 4:31 am

    Brenda, I’m so sorry for your loss. I’m glad your dad could have a last “party” though, it’s a memory to be treasured.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:03 pm

      You’re so right. It all was so fast and a bit surreal but yes, I don’t think he could have orchestrated a better exit. God love him.

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    Laurel
    February 6, 2020 at 6:20 am

    So very sorry to hear of your loss, Brenda. It is wonderful that you were able to with him at the end. It is just never easy to lose our parents no matter our age. My dear dad passed in 2002 and I still think of him daily. My memories are happy ones, and I trust yours will be too. Sending you a big virtual hug.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 5:01 pm

      Dear Laurel, thank you for those words and the reality check that we will think of our dads and their love and wisdom. Life. It’s all a part of life, jarring as it is. I’m feeling that hug!

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    Trinnie q
    February 6, 2020 at 9:57 pm

    Darling Brenda and family…I can absolutely imagine how you must be feeling, having lost my Dad fairly recently …I am so sorry you have to go through this..It is such a huge loss ! I love some of the visions ,that have been expressed by this community. Just beautiful.. There is always joy and hope, no matter how awful a situation, though sometimes it is very obscure…. May you be held ,and loved, in the days to come….Sending much love to you…from Oz

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 4:59 pm

      Thank you, Trinnie. The sharing in this community is so rich. I send you a big hug from Sonoma and appreciation for you and your loving heart. xo

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    Leanne B
    February 7, 2020 at 12:08 am

    Oh Corrinne I love your sentiment. I lost (why do we say lost – its nothing like a lost glove, or sock) my mother recently and I got comfort from your message as I trust Brenda will too. Thank you.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 4:57 pm

      Indeed, I do. Thanks for sharing this Leanne. And I’m so sorry for your loss. If we can comfort each other, that’s a good thing.

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    Ann in Missouri
    February 7, 2020 at 11:15 am

    Brenda, I’m so sorry.

    My only counsel to share is that there are no grades in bereavement, not even pass/fail. We never ever “get over it.” After all, gravity has shifted, maybe even evaporated. For a while, it’s only about the next breath. Then the next breath. Find time to be alone as you work to metabolize this new way of existing.

    You probably know this already.

    Sending you a big, long hug.

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      Brenda
      February 13, 2020 at 4:56 pm

      Ann, your words bear repeating. Even though I’ve dealt with loss with two other members of my family, each time is different. Your words are especially wise. Thank you, and I’m accepting that good long hug right now.

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    Trish in St. Louis
    February 14, 2020 at 8:45 pm

    Dear Brenda –
    I’m so sorry for the loss of your father. It was clear from your blog posts that he was someone who was woven into your heart. I do believe your dreams of dresses are all about him.
    Most people use clothing for a purpose – some merely as a practical matter, others to impress or keep up with the latest trend. When you speak of clothing, it’s always personal. It’s a dress that wants its turn or jewelry that needs a friendly companion to share the outfit and day’s experiences. You write about a feeling or mood that needs some specific garment to make it feel heard. You choose garments that convey what is inside you as an outward expression of mood mixed with style.
    So, Brenda, my dear, those dresses are all about your dad. They are of the finest fabric, most brilliant design, and flawless construction. They represent the feeling inside you that wants to come out – the love and the loss, expressed in the highest strata of fashion – a couture dress.
    I wish you well as you move forward and hope that soon your heart will lift up again with only happy memories.
    Fondly,
    Trish

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    Ramona Puckett
    February 25, 2020 at 4:43 am

    I am so sorry for your dad’s passing, I’m just now reading this, love and prayers for y’all ❤️

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    cin
    March 13, 2020 at 11:07 am

    Hello;
    Your post caught my eye. I often resort to researching fashion in times of despair, distress, etc. I always thought I was an awful person because of that, crazy weirdo! Yet it always seemed cheered me up and make me happy. I was thrilled to see your post “dreams of dresses help me cope with grief”…opened the whole matter up for me in a more positive way.
    THANKYOU.
    cinsoozy

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    Peggy in Tennessee
    April 15, 2020 at 4:37 pm

    I can add nothing to the wisdom expressed so eloquently in all the comments above. I can tell you, however, that your blog brings me great joy always and gives me a particular lift when I am down. I have never thought that this blog was “only” about clothes — it is about beauty, harmony, creativity, self-esteem, gratitude, generosity, growth, joie de vivre, and yes, love. How fitting then that you should dream of beautiful gowns as your father passed to that realm of which we have only an inkling. An inkling best glimpsed in beautiful and joyous things. Love and peace to you, and thank you for the happiness your blog spreads.

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