walk the mile with you

if you know me well, you might know….i love shoes. my father started it. although he was extremely conservative when it came to the purchases that he made, all the rules went out the window when he ran across a good pair of shoes… he loved the kind that molded themselves to your feet and became more valuable over time. oh, and he wore socks with his expensive sandles to keep his toes warm. smile. not only do i love shoes, but i love buying shoes for other people. it rarely works out though because shoes are one of those things that you have to try on for yourself. and once you wear them a few times, they are uniquely yours just like the road each of us must walk in this life. you’ve probably heard it said, “never judge a man until you have walked a mile in their shoes.” for some of us, a mile can be a long way, depending on which path you must travel. the world is on edge. weeping and wondering how something so horrific could happen. how liitle children’s lives could be taken so senselessly while so many are grateful that they can hug the ones they love and not have to step into the shoes of those walking that road. i am filled with sorrow too, not only for those families,...

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