There's a quiet kind of courage in moments like this -- when you step closer to the unknown, feeling the wind, hearing the soft rhythm of the waves. The water looks cold, maybe even a little wild, but something about it calls you. Sometimes life feels just like this -- standing at the edge, deciding whether to dive in or stay safe and dry. But the truth is you only ever really feel alive once you take that step forward.
I stepped into the water, still wearing my beautiful dress. The waves kissed the fabric, turning every movement into something slow and dreamlike. The water was cool, but I didn't care -- it felt freeing, almost magical. Soon the dress was soaked, heavy with the weight of the moment yet somehow, I felt lighter than ever.