lucky shoes

i wore my lucky shoes today.

and hit road construction twice which made me late for a lunch date which made me hurry toward the restaurant so i crossed the lawn instead of sticking with the sidewalk and that lawn just happened to be recently and thoroughly watered (you can picture it, right?). throughout the day, i heard several times a song that i didn't need to hear and found some papers that reminded me of other things i've lost and i spent an hour trying to speak with a human at MCI and AAA, "press 1 if you want to sit on the line for 53 minutes" (though AAA was much better than MCI).

AND YET i had a wonderful lunch with a friend, a surprise phone call that became its own gift, found a fun pack of goodies from tyndale house in the mail (thank you!), got my office nearly organized with my sister-in-law's enormous help, made my little son laugh till he fell off his chair and made my big son chuckle (both equal accomplishments), helped my daughter with algebra (even greater accomplishment), and sat for awhile on the back patio waiting for the moon as the crickets and lapping water sang him on up.

my lucky shoes have carried me all over europe on five different trips walking the lands of the netherlands, france, germany, austria, czech republic, and italy. i've worn them on field trips, to lunches and meetings, to date nights, to conferences, on airplanes and trains and subways, to kids' class parties, kid sport events, weekend getaways...i could go on, and on. oh, the stories those shoes could tell.

and so, i love my lucky shoes, even when they're not so lucky. no, they aren't as fashionable as when i bought them six years ago. yes, they've seen better days, much better. but i'm not getting rid of them -- how could i? some days, for the good or the bad, i just need them on my feet.