"The Shoes"

Shoes, I never thought I'd EVER purchase a pair of shoes so wildly beautiful. Me, the woodsy girl, hiking boots, sweatshirts, and jeans. Not the typical middle aged Grandma with coiffed hair, polished nails and Talbot clothing. I'm more comfortable in jeans, wool socks, turtlenecks and fleece. BUT, while out perusing garage sales and thrift stores with my sister, I came across "The Shoes" in the back corner of a thrift store, quietly, (as quiet as shoes can be) sitting there and my eyes caught their beauty. My eyes were locked on those shoes, the colors, the style, they were the most beautiful shoes I think I've ever seen, I had to have them.
BUT, what in the world would I do with them. I can't walk in the woods with them or even spend an hour in them without my feet barking back. I can't drive around in my car with them. They wouldn't do shopping in Target or the grocery store. I turned the shoes over, and the price was fifteen dollars, that was a lot! I slipped out of my flip flops and tried them on. They fit like Cinderella's glass slippers. I had to have them! I walked around and around in that thrift store while my sister and her daughter tried on clothes, beautiful clothes, but I was fixated on the shoes. I showed them to the shoppers and their mouths fell agape, yes, I had to have "The Shoes". I thought, well.... I could wear them to my Dad's 90th Birthday party, yes, that's what I'd do.
So, the shoes are sitting on the bureau, waiting as patiently as I am, for the 18th of April when they can be worn, displayed, admired, and danced in. Both the shoes and I will be in our glory!
At least for one day, I'll feel like Cinderella, the shoes will be exploited and admired and then will be retired to the closet of the camper. My feet will welcome the comfort of my flip flops and work boots but I can always look in the box, in the back of the closet, at the shoes that took my breath away in the dark corner of the thrift store.