If you know anything about me you know that I am an absolute sucker for shoes. I love shoes and in my crazy thinking they love me too, otherwise they would not call out to me like they do. It's like when I see a pair I have to have they have these voices that connect to my brain that tell me how much I need them and how wonderfully cute they would look on me. The thing about my shoes is that I absolutely adore high heels. I am short and heels make me feel tall and cute. Don't get me wrong, I do own some shoes without a heel but those are usually flip flops or tennis shoes.
Tonight I was in a shoe store just standing in awe at the shoe beauty all around me. I couldn't seem to make up my mind. Every shoe I checked out was beautiful in their own way, though they couldn't all be the right one for me. I had an epiphany as I was standing there and it had to do with shoes and people.
Shoes are like people in our lives. At some point you walk on them. You like some more than others. Some make you feel fabulous. Others make you feel frumpy and sad. Some cause you pain. Some you have had forever. Some will never fit you quite right. Some make you fall. Some keep you grounded. Some make you feel sexy. Some you know you have to get rid of. Some...well you get my point.
I have a lot of shoes, and I also have a lot of people in my life. Like my shoes, the people in my life are all different and beautiful in their own way. Even the shoes that may sit at the top shelf that are only worn once in a while are beautiful, but there is something about those shoes that no matter how pretty they may seem to everyone else who sees you wearing them, you hide the secret that they secretly kill you and cause you a certain kind of pain that you just cannot endure for long. Of course you are the one to blame for buying those shoes even after trying them on and knowing in the back of your mind that it may not even be worth it.
In the end you know that those shoes are just taking up space that you could be using for something else, so what happens? As sad as it may seem at first, you pack them up and let them go. You don't know what is in their future but you know that they will survive somewhere else, on another foot. After the initial sadness wears off, you feel pissed off. You knew those shoes would not last forever and all those shoes did was hurt you even though they thought they were the best shoes you owned.
Then you start to realize that you have shoes in your closet that you have not seen in a while. When you finally reunite you remember how nuch fun you had with those shoes and it makes it that much more easier to forget those shoes you gave away, the ones that hurt your feet. You stick with the shoes you know will be good for you and you may even shop for some more along the way making sure to remember that you are happy now without those shoes from long ago.
Always remember that no shoe no matter how great or pretty they are should define you. Some shoes are perfect for you and some are just right. And then there are the shoes you know can never be your shoe because you and the shoe are just too different...but don't be sad...the world is your shoe store and it awaits you every day.
Am I talking about shoes or people in my life? I guess that is something only my sensible shoes know all about!
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