Those Irreplaceable Shoes

Shoes that are hard to part with.
Those irreplaceable shoes

 Those irreplaceable shoes have so much history.  Do you have a pair of shoes that you just do not want to part with?  Well worn, comfortable, a little tear at the toe, paint splatter, dirt from everywhere?  When do you replace them?  Why would you?  They have been through hell and back with you.

I had a pair of those shoes.  I finally replaced them, and, yes, tossed them.  I had a hard time doing that.  My husband tells me that for every pair I buy I must throw three pairs out!  Ummm, NO!  We laugh because it is kind of funny that he would even suggest such a thing.

I loved those shoes.  I spent money on those shoes – don’t we all.  I only wore them for running errands at first.  Then they turned into work shoes around the yard.  Then they were my go-to shoes for everything!  They got wet, full of mud, had doggie doo-doo on them, paint-splattered, baby puke dripping on them.  They have been through almost as many miles as I have in the time I had them.

I wore them with socks for a long time and sometimes without socks later.  I dried them in the sun and on the heat grates.  The washing machine didn’t get a chance to clean them, because I was afraid they would fall apart.  They were falling apart – just like I did a few times when I wore them.  They hung on and didn’t fail me.  I was always trying to find a pair that would be the same – I did!  They are not the same.  Similar is a better word.

We would all love to find the “same” things to replace our worn-out items.  Either they don’t make the style or the brand is no longer available.  I don’t know.  I just like the shoes that I like.  When I am on my feet all day, my shoes have got to be there for me.  They have to make my feet feel secure, surrounded by support.  I can’t have floppy shoes or ones that make my feet ache at the end of the day.

Everything we do on our feet travels through to the rest of our bodies.  We don’t feel like doing anything when our feet hurt.  We want to put them up, take the pressure off, get a massage (pedicure), bath them in something to make them feel better.

I don’t know about you, but I wish I could do a pedicure every 4-6 weeks!  To me, having a pedicure is like getting a backrub for my feet.  I know the hubby doesn’t like having his feet touched and that is ok.  People are sensitive when it comes to their feet.  Foot care is so important – not only having a pedicure done but having the right shoes to wear, too.

Now, go to the closet, or wherever you stash your shoes and take a look at all the years, the memories, the miles that are on those shoes.  When will you replace yours?

A Woman Wears Many Hats

 

 

womans hats - which ones do you whear

 

A  woman wears many hats –  and they don’t always fit.  Some hats are tight-fitting and some are large.  Some fit perfectly and some we would just as soon get rid of.

Like many of you, I dabble in things because it piques my interest.  Maybe someone does something that I always wanted to do or they know something that I have always found fascinating.   I may have discovered something that makes me feel like I did when I was a kid – the curiosity, the dream, the thing that was worth the wait.  

We never know until we try, ask, do.  Sometimes we find that maybe, just maybe, it isn’t what we thought it would be.  Did it satisfy our curiosity?  Did it feel more like an obligation than a dream?  Another hat to be worn.

We took classes, bought books and supplies.  Trying to figure out which one thing would make growing up worth the wait.  Trial and error in trying on the hats that we liked.  Did it fit well?  Maybe we thought so, but, we ended up throwing it in the closet for a while thinking –  maybe later.  I will buy another hat.

I love trying on hats.  They make me feel alive and ready to tackle something new.  I am a creator, a maker, a doer of things.  I have failed at many things and that has not stopped me from doing something new.  This is something new that I never thought I could do.  Blogging gives me a chance to hone my writing skills, meet new people, learn new things. 

I love learning.  That is a hat that I love wearing.  It fits perfectly on my head and I have worn it to the point of comfort.  Women wear many hats and we often take for granted that old, worn hat.  It is a hat we go back to – for comfort, for security, and for strength.

When I am wearing other hats, I feel alive or sometimes I hide.

My New Housecoat

New housecoat Old housecoat

Posted – 2014

Sometimes it’s about the clothes…. my hubby got me my early birthday present – my new housecoat.  The thing is, I have to throw the old one away. That may not seem like a big deal to some, but to me, it is a little “big” deal. I am all for sending it along for someone else to re-use, but, I can safely say that this has seen it’s days.

Today I am throwing that old thing out.  Now, before you laugh….what is one thing that you have that has more memories attached to it and you wouldn’t get rid of? ( I am usually not a materialistic person either). My old housecoat has been through Christmases and cool fall evenings.  It has carried babies at night.  Witnessed awesome kids and naughty ones. It has been my security blanket through good times and bad. Oh, that coat has had more spills and spit-up on it than anything else I own!

I have cried and laughed inside it. I have spent all day wearing it.  It has been used to wipe the snot from the noses of little ones.  It has been worn as I sat on the dock and wondered at the stars in the middle of the night.  Pulled it tight as I keep the winter wind from blowing through me.  It has been washed so many times that it has worn in places that are almost see-through.

I will throw my old one, because, it is, quite frankly, worn out! Before you throw away or donate something, let the good times roll through your mind and roll on to make new ones.

Update -2020

I have kept that housecoat and it has moved as many times as I have.  It hangs as a backup on the hanger on the door of my bedroom.  The suggestions and support I got to keep it was amazing.  Make it a quilt, turn it into stuffed animals, use it to make small blankets for the grandkids – all of which I may do.

I got to thinking about this because I had a memory pop up on Facebook. I love how it conjured up memories for many of you and that is why I have kept it, too.