Dear Sandals,
I don’t know where to start, our relationship has been an adventurous one. Your loyalty and steadfastness has taught me more than anyone or any book. You’re ability endure, to bend without breaking, to climb the highest of peaks and the lowest of valley’s without skipping a beat, has been an inspiration. I may have misplaced you from time to time, but I thank the universe that I’ve never lost you. One day it will happen, one day a glass shard may spear you through the soul or one of your leathery arms just might let go….regardless, I will know that it was never by choice and never your fault. I apologize for the times I’ve cursed you. When you’ve been unsturdy in the rain, or carried along tacky gum or dog poop, or when rocks have slipped in between you and I, jabbing me. I realize now that these obstacles that come between us are meant to teach; it only reminds me to appreciate that I’m alive and that I have you to support me through my ups and downs, thick and thin. You have matured with me on this journey and have been my witness as I have been yours. We are worn, but not withered, my friend.
Your partner in crime,
Myra
Footnote: Sandal, you couldn’t always keep my feet clean, but you always kept me grounded.
p.s. It’s the little things in life