The second white dress

"The three white dresses"
by Linda Gay Perry Nelson

My mom bought me a white dress,
Not red or pink or blue.
She said it was a special dress
Like very other few.

There has been just one before,
A dress now put away.
That I wore sometime ago upon my blessing day.
As a little baby clothed in my first white dress,
My dad held me in his arms, there to name and bless.
So pure and clean was I just then,
With time to grow and learn
About the Father's plan for me.
My glory I must earn.

Now I've reached the age to judge the wrong road from the right,
And I am here to be baptized in this dress of white.
So once again I'm free from sin,
The path is clear to me.
I'll grasp the road and hold on tight,
I vow with certainty.
Just as mud would stain my dress,
Sin would stain my soul.
The key is to repent or bleach,
For whiteness is my goal.

And if I try my very best,
Then richly blessed I'll be,
Wearing inside God's holy house
White dress number three.
So today I make this pledge:
I'll strive to choose the right,
Through this sacred baptism ordinance
In my second dress of white.

I really enjoyed being able to photograph BrookLyn in her second white dress. She is the oldest daughter of one of my oldest friends. We met during the first week of our Freshman year at BYU (no need to tell you exactly how long ago that was). We were roommates for two semesters then we went different directions. I stayed at BYU and Ashlee chased dreams. But even when we were nowhere near each other physically we have always been close. She was there for me in an instant when I called in tears needing her at the lowest moment of my life. It was a privilege to help them create memories of B's special dress.

Here's a little sneak peek for you!