I have been facing a number of big decisions recently. Today, decisions are things I see as opportunities for growth. Which isn't to say they aren't sometimes scary. Right at the back of my wardrobe, I came across a pair of shoes I had almost forgotten I had. I remember buying them, in Newcastle in anticipation of some vacation work experience more than ten years ago. Their soles reminded me how little I've worn them. That changed last week.
I have friends who truly believe that shoes are a girl's best friend. I like shoes. Ok, I love shoes. Secretly, I am something of an aesthetic junkie. Consequently, those I love most, my feet tend to loathe. So, I have several pairs that rarely make it out of my bedroom.
This particular pair of brogues however have had a second nascence. And, as I wore them to work last week, it occurred to me that shoes can be very grounding. Good when pondering significant decisions. Whilst I may not be qualified to discuss the merit of four inch heels, I cannot rate highly enough the benefits of hand stitched leather soled flats. Welted reliability guarantees groundedness. These are truly shoes for life.