A festive dress was found in mother's closet by a woman. Mom was gone, and the dress hung in the closet, flattened between old coats. There were many things in the closet; darned, worn ... And among them was this dress, carefully wrapped in a sheet. Light pink dress with a price tag. Old-fashioned, worn in the nineties, with "shoulders" and gold buttons. It's strange - there is no mother, and the dress hangs. Brand new. The daughter began to remember the holidays for which this dress could be worn. And I didn't remember a single holiday. No, there were holidays, of course. Dad's relatives came and mom cooked dinner, everyone sat down at the table. Isn't it a holiday? And what the mother was wearing - the daughter did not remember. Then there were holidays at school for my daughter. For graduation, my mother ordered a dress for her daughter in the atelier, and she herself was in a brown suit. There was also a holiday - New Year. Also at home they usually celebrated. And my mother was dressed ... But I can't remember how she was dressed. But as if in something dim, she was at home. What's the point in dressing up? And at work, my mother also did not have holidays. Recently, this dress was also fashionable, chic. And my mother was the same age as her daughter is now. And there was never a reason to "walk" this dress. After my father's death, my mother began to dress like an old woman. But she took care of the pink dress; the sheet is white on it. Like snow that covers everything with a white blanket. Like a shroud. As if my mother buried the dress in the closet, as in a crypt ... This daughter changed her mind a lot, looking at the dress. She even attached it to herself. But it looked strange, like an exhibit from a museum. Like a mummy of a dress ... There must be holidays. Wear smart shoes and pink cutout dresses. Or whatever you want; what the soul desires. And hairstyles must be done until the hair turns gray and thinned out. And to buy the best perfumes. And handbags - if you love it all, of course. If you like it. And you have to wear out as many shoes and dresses as you should. How much for beauty and joy is supposed to - spend so much. Because everything will remain in the closet. And those who loved us will become ashamed that we didn’t have.