At 60, I Sewed My Pink Wedding Dress, Then My Daughter-in-Law Mocked Me, Until My Son Intervened
I’m Beatrix, and at 60 years old, I finally felt like I was living a life that belonged to me. After decades of surviving, sacrificing, and stitching my world back together one piece at a time, I was ready to start fresh. I even sewed my own pink wedding dress. Not white. Not beige. Pink—soft,…