Thursday, March 11, 2010

My Shoes

An Ugly Pair of Shoes
I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.

Uncomfortable Shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in the world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don't hurt quite as much.
Some have work in the shoes so long that days will go by
before they think of how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of the shoes I am a stronger women.

These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
- Author Unknown


Liz said...

Wow.... thanks for posting this. Do you mind if I repost it on my blog?

Nana said...

Nothing to say but I love you.

Jill said...

So true...

Aunt Marianne said...

I wish I could give you a different pair of shoes to walk in!

Razzle said...

That struck a major chord with me, I've spent most of this week grieving.
Came over from SITS and I think it was a good thing.

Angelia Sims said...

This is beautiful. What a great reminder of the shoes we wear every day. Each fitted to our own feet, and worn in spots specific to our trails and trials.

My sister wears similar shoes, two precious boys living healthy and whole in heaven. Their short stay on earth sure changed our world for the better.

Love your tribute and pics. <3

Taylor and Allison said...

amazing. it never gets easier, does it? some days i look at ian and emma playing and really ACHE for ethan. i am so sad he's not there playing with them. and sad for them that they'll never know their brother.

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