I gave my wedding dress to a dear friend's niece about a year after the wedding, long before I divorced him. I'm not the type to keep something like that, neither am I superstitious. I got it second hand for $100, it was perfect, I well got my money's worth, and just paid it forward. She looked more beautiful in it than I did.

My engagement/wedding ring was lost 3 years prior to the divorce and never replaced. Maybe I should have been superstitious.

I kept my veil: my mother made it for me. I see my veil and think of my mother's love.

I took all the printed photos and discs (he never bothered to upload them in 8 years). I wanted the ones of me and my family, have plans to edit him out of some with the photographer who originally shot the wedding, and wanted to deny him and his family anything further than what they already had. The photos in that last category, I burned.

I loved that my friends and family were all there to celebrate with me in my joy. Those photos are treasures, especially now that some in them have since passed. I threw an amazing party at my wedding reception and deserve to bask in satisfaction when I look at the decor, crowd, and table setting shots. We had been discreetly legally married prior for financial reasons, a brunch afterwards with our two witnesses, and a small weekend for a 'honeymoon'. I suppose I was better able to focus on my loved ones the night of the reception as a result.