I don't remember many of the things my mother wore, as a child I classed them as all 'mom-clothes' - that's what they were for.
But there was one dress I can see to this day in my mind, only worn on special occasions, to me it was one of a kind.
It was a dress with a matching coat, the two were a set, and the one thing she had that was not a soft color, no, this was a dramatic black.
What made it so special was not the dress, but that coat, of the lightest, transparent fabric, it just seemed to float.
It was covered with the tiniest dots that you could hardly see, when she wore it, she looked like a princess in royal robes to me.
And that 'special-nessí that surrounded her in that dress was also mine, for I was her daughter and thus got to bask in her lovely sunshine.
I've never forgotten that feeling of being special, wrapped up in joy and love...and each morning I'm given that gift again from our Father above.
For He lives in me, we'll never be separated, never apart...and He's given me so many gifts, fulfilled the desires of my heart.
And the most special of all, the one that set my heart free, was giving me the love I have in you, and the love you have for me.
Just to be with you surrounds me with such joy and delight, for I know that I am very special in your sight; and I bask in the glow of your love that fills my life, the 'special-ness' of you is also mine, because I'm your wife.