A few years ago, one of my adult children struggled through her most current crisis. I told her, "Well honey, you just can't seem to get any peace in your life."
She replied, "I know Momma, I am always wearing slick shoes." We actually shared a laugh about that. What a perfect description. This girl was not exactly born under a lucky star. But then, are any of us?
From the moment our fat little feet send us toddling across the floor, we are each fitted with our very own pair of slick shoes. It is totally up to us to learn to walk through life in those contraptions. I am an eternal optimist, believe in the search for the positive in life. It is notable that not fame, or money or power gives us immunity to life's slippery spots. Even when you think that you have outgrown them, we all possess our original issue slick shoes.
Life will never be perfect, it will just be life. Some folks may appear to live a charmed life. Trust me, they are not. Somewhere in the back of their closet...there's those damn little shoes. Hemingway actually had some treads on his footwear that day as he kicked the can. He had traction, experienced one of those flashes of fun and joy. He once quoted, "The world is a place worth fighting for and I hate very much to leave it." What bit of slippery slime made him choose to give up the fight? Of course, we will never know.
Another quote of Hemingway is, "The world breaks everyone and afterward, many are stronger at the break point." Those words are useful. If the morning comes and the heart still beats, your job is to strap on those old shoes, put one foot in front of the other and slide on through.
May your path be dry and your step be sure. JO
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