Life in My Shoes 'I Know it Sounds Hilarious'

Have you ever had a favourite pair of shoes tugging at the sole of your feet and your heart strings? I know that I have and this took me on a very special journey. I myself cannot believe the lengths I went too just to keep them on my feet.

I bought a pair of shoes that my feet noticed in the shop window as I was passing by. Unfortunately they didn't make them in my favourite colour. Purple! My eyes didn't fall in love that day but the sole's of my feet did.

The material was extraordinary, almost like a thick stretchy latex that was firm, squidgy and flexible all at the same time. They supported my weight, ankles, joints and the painful issues that sometimes knocks on the windows of my knees.

My toes kept turning somersaults and bursting into song every time I put them on. As soon as they touched my feet my toe's started singing, 'These shoes are made for walking,' that was so wild. I wore my shoes everywhere even in the winter for as long as I could.

The weather wasn't always appropriate, just let me re-phrase that! These shoes that I was wearing wasn't always appropriate for the weather. I know, this wasn't a dream and it sounds hilarious. This was a daily occurrence and it kept repeating in my head just like the film Groundhog Day!

The unique material lasted for such a long-time. One day the elasticity began to give way and my feet kept sliding to the left and right. This felt like the motions of a rocking horse, slamming my ankle joints towards the ground every third or fourth step.

My brain started to ask me quick fire questions... What is taking you so long? Why don't you just buy another pair of shoes already? There not even your favourite colour? Do I have to sprain my ankles first? Love can be blind I know, but this just takes the biscuit!

I wonder if any of you can remember the good old winter day's when it use to snow like cotton buds looking like the clouds in the sky. I use to make snow men with button eyes and carrot noses. Throw snowballs behind the trees without leaves pretending to hide.

Peek-A-Boo, who am I kidding, of course they could see me. Some days the snow would be so intense, it felt like my toes were' Knock, knock, knocking on heavens door' and that is an understatement to say the least.

Over the course of ten plus years, I took them to the shop where I bought them. It had its own repair department that offered a reduced price on all shoes bought in their stores. One day he said 'There is nothing more that we can do for your shoes.' I was left with the precious memories and a pair of retired shoes. Believe it or not my ankles started tap dancing and singing to me ' Oh happy day! Oh happy day, I'm so glad, those shoes have gone away!' Finally I'll get a new home today.

Written By: Miss Missie Biellie-Dee Luewis - Shoes Have Names collaborator
Miss Purple Heart 💜