Shoes

I have been inspired by my friend Eric to begin my own blog. And whenever
I think of Eric, I think of shoes.

When I was married, I made the smart decision to not only buy a very pretty
pair of pumps, but also a very comfortable pair. I wore them for years
afterwards.


When I went to Levi’s first wedding, I bought a very beautiful pair of
heels. Unfortunately, they were also very uncomfortable. They, like the
marriage, didn’t last long.


Currently, I am wearing the shoes I bought to wear to Allen and Annie’s
wedding. They are very beautiful. Not very practical for walking long
distances, but they are comfortable. When Mark has his shoes off and I
have these ones on, I am just a smidge taller than him.


A co-worker of mine believes everyone notices shoes. I disagree with him.
We are all too worried about what is on our own feet to pay close attention
to what is on someone else’s. We may notice someone else’s shoes in a
passing look, in order that we may judge. “Oh those shoes are cute!”
“Those shoes are hideous, why would anyone wear them?” “That person went
out with shoes looking like THAT?!” But these are passing judgments, it is
more often that the shoes on someone’s feet are ignored.


We (and by we I mean womankind; I cannot speak for men) buy shoes to help
feed our own ego. We think “These shoes make me feel taller/sexier/more
intelligent/beautiful.” We each exist in our own ego-centric world. Very
rarely do we do anything that is solely for others. Shoe buying is no
exception.


The shoes that I am wearing do have the ability to remind me of Waikiki and
two young people very in love. This memory takes me out of my own world
for a moment. I wish Allen and Annie many years of happiness together. I
hope that they, and my shoes, last a long time.

(correction: I made a very smart decision to listen to my sister Paula and get comfortable shoes for my wedding!)