Growing Happiness

 Janice was nervous, and had every right to be, it was her wedding day. Everything seemed to fit, The dress, the venue, the husband, everything fit in all the right ways. But it wasn't always like this.   
 Just 3 years ago Janice was barely 5 feet, single and in a dead end job with no prospects. Slowly but surely things just seemed to fall into place. First, she got a boyfriend, he had been so wonderful. Life just seemed to brighten up when he was around. But her clothes always seemed to feel a bit tight and constricting. It wasn't something that disappointed her, it actually excited her. It got to the point that the only thing that seemed to fit comfortably was her sweats and T-shirts. She stood at about 5'4” now.
 She started studying sewing, and began compiling her own clothes. It was the only way she could look like she hadn't just rolled out of bed. She made more and more fashionable clothes for herself and noticed that some ladies were looking at her, not with lust, but with wanting, They didn't want her, they wanted her clothes, so she began selling her fashions, and had to make adjustments to her own clothes, they were feeling tight again, She started to become the leading designer for taller women. As she stood 5'8”
 She moves herself into a lavish penthouse apartment, seriously, it was just an empty bay, but she had used her way with colors to make look like a home, She was so adept at it, the place didn't need walls to define the different rooms. It was her place, and it was perfect, and once she had felt that way her clothes started to feel tight again. Standing at about 6 foot even. So she adjust her seams to fit her better. And when her boyfriend moved in, she adjusted again as she stood 6'4” Most men would find that intimidating, but he adored her height, and the night he told her the seams of her PJ's tore. As she stretched to 6'8”
 She was getting happier and happier and taller and taller with her happiness, by the time her wedding day came she was 7' even. She was so happy that with every step down the aisle she seemed to inch taller and taller. By the time the ceremony began, her dress was impossibly tight and her fiance, soon to be husband, just about reached her breasts. When the ceremony reached the part about the rings, the threads were starting to snap. When her husband said I do, she shot up a full foot, and her dress fell away completely, the crowd gasped, as did the priest. Janice hardly seemed to notice. When the priest posed the question to her, she looked down at her adoring husband, stroked his cheek and said, “I do.”