Shoe Store Meltdown

This week I have had to face some deep seeded issues head on. Men just cannot understand the emotions a woman faces when shopping for shoes. For most women, its a rite of passage, an emotional high, unmatched by few other things. However, it is something that a woman with a disability truly dreads.

Years ago, I so loved shoe shopping. I was the typical girl, with a closet full of shoes. I had shoes of every color, shoes that I would wear with certain outfits, others that I wore only on special occasions. This week, I had a full fledged breakdown over my inability to find a shoe that I could actually walk in, that did not scream grandmother. It was an emotional low for me, a point of no return of sorts. 

God bless my sweet husband, who patiently drove me from store to store, encouraging me and telling me that “they’re not that bad”. It is a hard pill to swallow, trying to turn off the ego gene in yourself to let the practical gene overrule. 

It is the end of an era for me. I am trying my hardest to accept the inevitable, but I truly long for the days of cute and dainty shoes. I have to be thankful for all of the blessings in my life. I am trying my hardest to focus on all I have, and not what I’ve lost. From here on out I will get over it and get on with it…  But this girl misses her shoes! 😉 Sigh!

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