They Laughed at the Prom Dress My Grandma Made for Me-Then I Discovered a Hidden Message Sewn Into the Lining

downtown.”

“And?”

“And I feel like I should’ve done the same.”

She shook her head.

“Fitting in is easy. Meaning lasts longer.”

She touched the fabric lightly.

“I started this after my diagnosis,” she said. “Not because I had time. Because I didn’t.”

I looked at her.

“You didn’t have to do this.”

“I did,” she replied. “Because I wanted you to remember something continue reading …