mourning a loss.
Friday, April 20, 2012 at 6:22PM
erica smith

This week I experienced a loss that is the kind you feel deep in your sole. You know the one, your support system, your comfortable mate. Yes, your favorite pair of shoes. This is a eulogy of sorts my way of saying goodbye.

Dansko Leopard Print Patent Clog, you were always there for me. You came in to my life at a time when comfort was a neccessity, many months pregnant with Cooper you supported my weary arches. And after Cooper was born you provided stability, a never wavering number in my fluxating wardrobe, always a pefect fitting 38. Yes and when it was time to venture off into the perilious terrain known as the toddler park you were ready for the sandbox, easy to slip on and off to remove excess sand and yet all you ever asked of me was a simple wipe down with the magic eraser to keep you shiny and fresh looking.

Walking into the Starbucks you knew how to command attention from the coffee clatch always getting a compliment and a longing stare from both the employees and the yoga moms. Why, Why did you have to leave me now? In a transitional season of all times, didnt you realize my feet are not ready for sandals? How do I replace you? Sure I can try to seek some type of replacement, some other clog, but they will never be able to live up to your high standards. You will be missed.

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