Olivia Stirling, 29.
The bridal gown caught my eye immediately.
“This is the one,” I gushed to my nan, Bobbie, 89.
“It’s beautiful,” she agreed, smiling.
It was 2022, I was 28 and in 18 months’ time I’d be walking down the aisle with my fiancé, Craig, 28.
While I was thrilled to be marrying my soulmate, the occasion wasn’t without some sadness as my mum, Corrine, had died suddenly in 2012, when I was just 18.
I’d always been close to Nan, but after Mum’s passing, she became my rock. On tough days, I’d go over and sleep at her place.
Later, when I had my daughter, Blossom, she developed a close bond with her great-grandmother as well.
When I went to pay for my dream dress, Nan scolded…