Tuesday, December 18, 2007

A Pair of Shoes

I found this poem on another mommy's blog, so I thank Olive Lucy and her big clown feet, for finding her way to me and my Caleb.

"A Pair of Shoes"
I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
Uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some woman are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don't hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

Author unknown

So to all of my new friends who, like me, have suddenly found themselves in this new pair of shoes...thank you for walking with me.


Rosalind said...

I'm so sorry you don't have your baby boy.. Caleb Robert

This poem is nicely put...I don't really know what else to say..It's perfect... Take care honey

C. said...

That poem is spot on, isn't it? I hate these shoes. I can't imagine ever getting accustomed to them.

Coggy said...

Can I have new shoes now please?

Olive Lucy said...

so glad this poem found a home on your blog too! when i found it was after i had independantly compare my grief to a really pinchy pair of shoes and i just wanted my comfy ones back... hers hoping our blisters heal and that some day our hiedous nd painful shoes will not hurt us in quite the same way. peace light & love, Christine & Olive Lucy.