Something Blue

The perfect last-minute wedding addition.

Something old
Something new
Something borrowed
Something blue

That little ditty was striking anxiety into my heart on the morning of my wedding. While I’m not ordinarily a superstitious person, I’m also not one to needlessly test fate. I wanted to be sure that the day went perfectly, and if incorporating a few odds and ends into my wardrobe would help, I was all for it.

Already, I had my somethings old, new, and borrowed: A pearl necklace, my wedding dress, and a ring lent to me by my Grammy. Blue, however, I was lacking until the very last minute.

That’s when my mother came to the rescue.

“Wait right there,” she said as I sat down to breakfast.

When she came back into the kitchen, she was holding what at first appeared to be a heap of rags. On second glance, I realized that it was none other than Gaga, my beloved childhood blanket.

As a little sprout, I toted Gaga around after me — using it as a cape for stuffed animals, incorporating it into my games, coiling what I called its “best corner” around my thumb and sucking on it. Wherever I went, Gaga went too. And here it was, disheveled and fuzzy and torn away from its pink lining.

“I always said you’d have this thing at your wedding,” Mom said.

With a pair of scissors, she snipped off one tiny, tattered blue corner and tucked it into my shoe. There it was: My something blue.

I was ready.

The happy couple

In case you missed the earlier installments in Molly’s wedding saga, she wrote about her engagement in “Fresh Starts,” recounted her wedding dress shopping misadventures in “Here Comes the Cupcake,” and described how she got her marriage license in “The Road to ‘I Do.’ ”

Article © 2008 by Molly E. Weeks