“Where
Dream Gowns…. Become Angel Gowns”…
This
whole project started back sometime in January.
It was shortly after we had moved to our new home in the small town of
Cicero, Indiana. There had recently been
a news story about a baby’s body that had been found in a forest preserve
nearby, and an organization called Little Angel Gowns had donated a burial gown
for the baby and worked with another organization to provide a proper burial
for her. I can’t remember the exact date or details of the story. I just know that it touched my heart to think
that there were organizations willing to provide these items and services in
such a horrific situation.
After
hearing about this organization, my daughter, Michelle, mentioned it to me and
told me that she would really like to donate her wedding gown to this
organization so that it could be made into burial gowns for infant loss. Michelle had always wanted to do something
special with her gown, but it sat for 7 years in the closet of our home in
Illinois, not cleaned, just crunched into the closet of her old bedroom at our
house. The dress was, in fact, still
there as we still owned our home and were letting our son and his family live
in it while our son attended graduate school in Chicago.
Little
Angel Gowns held an open house in February, and I drove to Indianapolis to see
what this was all about. When I got
there, I met several truly dedicated women who were all sewing like mad to make
gowns and “pockets” out of donated wedding dresses. Some of the projects were
very simple…some were quite elaborate. Each one was very precious and
special. As I left the open house that
day with a packet of patterns and instructions under my arm, I began to get
excited about the idea of turning my daughter’s wedding gown into something
special for someone who had experienced a devastating loss.
On
a trip back to the Chicago area, I loaded Michelle’s gown as well as my own
wedding gown into the back of the car. “Stuffed” would be a better word as I
had forgotten just how much fabric and crinoline under skirting was involved in
a wedding gown! I’m not quite sure my husband understood what I was attempting
to do! We were still unpacking boxes at this point, but I was on a mission! I brought the gowns upstairs and Michelle's daughter beamed at seeing this beautiful "princess dress" that was mommy's. It was a little bit overwhelming for her to try on, but she glowed when I laid it across her and snapped her picture!
Gail's wedding gown from 1974. |
I
really began getting involved in the project during April and May. My father in law was very ill and in and out
of the hospital during that time and my husband was gone for days at a time visiting him. During those days, I would retreat up to my sewing room and
work on little dresses for hours at a time.
The first cut into the wedding dress was so difficult. I wasn’t sure just how I was going to use the
fabric on the bodice. It was so
beautiful, but the pieces were too small to make them into part of the little gowns. I had read in the instruction packet that we were to make little hearts out of some of the fabric from each gown to be given to
the mother who experienced the loss. I
wanted the hearts to be as pretty as the gowns, so I carefully cut little
hearts out of the bodice. I felt such a
connection to the families who would receive these hearts…I said a little
prayer for each one, each little baby who would wear the gown and each mother
and father who would keep the hearts as a remembrance.
As
I began cutting and sewing these little garments, it seemed I almost became
obsessed with finishing them. I wanted
each seam to be perfect and each embellishment to be exactly right. I hand sewed pearls and lace and crystals
carefully into place. I wanted each gown to be a masterpiece for the family
that would use it someday. It was almost
as if I were creating beauty from something difficult. That’s what this
organization is all about. The dream
gowns become the angel gowns. It is a
beautiful concept. I feel honored and
blessed to be able to participate.
The
week after my father in law passed away, we stopped at the funeral home in the
Chicago area to pick up his ashes and sign important paper work. As my husband and I walked in the door, we
saw a notification for a visitation scheduled for an infant posted at the door. I asked the funeral director if they had ever
heard of Little Angle Gowns, and he said “No”.
He told us that they had had such a hard time finding appropriate
garments for the baby because it was so tiny.
Luckily, I had a Little Angel Gowns card in my purse and I handed it to
him. He was very appreciative. I felt like I was doing the right thing,
passing on this information. Even during our own loss, these beautiful gowns
were being created to help others.
So
as I write this little memory of my time working on these beautiful gowns, I am
thinking about how blessed I am that I can do this, that I can offer my talents
up to make something so special. These are what I call my "Sunflower Moments"...when I feel a connection to something greater than myself. I look
forward with glad anticipation to the rainy days when I can get up to my sewing
room and finish a few more gowns and outfits from my own wedding gown. Then
in the fall… when things settle in to more of a routine, I will take on the challenge of another donated gown!
2 comments:
Thank you so much for sharing this and your talent! What a beautiful organization and what an amazing thing for you to do. Your work is beautiful.
Thank you Therese...Such kind words! Thanks for reading my writing! I enjoy your blog posts as well! Keep it up!
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