Today I feel especially grateful for my feet. Because I have feet I can walk, run, jump and dance. I can get to and from almost anywhere. I can hike, longboard, ride a bike, and so much more. I am grateful for the freedom which my feet provide me with. Lately I have been pushing myself to walk more and more and today I even ran a bit, which was nice and something I’ve missed.
One of the reasons I have cared so much about getting shoes to those without, is because I know the importance of having a good pair of shoes. As a runner, it was essential to have a shoe that not only fit but was supportive and corrective for your running style or specifc stride. However as runners, your shoes get worn through quick and can cause stress fractures and shin splints so often the shoes are still in usable shape for others or even for just walking. That’s how and why I started holding shoe drives. So many illnesses and injuries could be stopped in not only foreign countries but even within these United States if only people had a pair of shoes.
A dream come true. In January of this year I was blessed with such an opportunity that I had always dreamed of. While out serving the homeless there was this lady Heather who seemed to look pregnant and her shoes were holey and not supportive at all. You could see – easily. I asked her what size shoe she wore. It just so happened that I was wearing a pair of running shoes that exact size. I asked her to try on my shoes. Before she knew it, I untied and slipped them off. I offered them to her. She slid in and said “wow” and how they fit perfect. I told her to keep ’em. She and her husband we like “what, no”, “we can’t take you shoes”. I told them to not worry about it. I was ecstatic as this is an experience I had dreamed of ever since starting shoe drives. It was awesome and incredible! I was barefoot (well in socks) the rest of the evening and again was reminded just how important good shoes are. I felt the rough and cold road and any little rock that was along the way.
Anyway, I am grateful for shoes because they protect my little feet. One more story, I wore brand new white and teal running shoes on the day of the accident. Despite everything else that became a mess that tragic day, my shoes and feet stayed protected and blessed as if nothing had happened. Amazing!