Some days you just need a reminder, and today was a reminder kinda day. I dropped the youngest LPs (little preciouses) off at school, and the minute the door slammed shut confirming their exit, I turned up my music. Dolly Parton and Willie Nelson have been my go to lately, and as I sang along with Willie, my mind began to wonder. Do you do that too sometimes when you are driving and then wonder how you got home? Well, my mind went from Willie to my 19 year old cowboy boots that I purchased in Mexico. The boots that I used to wear all of the time but seldom do now. I thought about the big party that I was having with the Hubs on a cruise ship when they were purchased, the days spent sporting them at horse riding lessons with our girls, hanging out at our barn while the boys played in the dirt, and walking around our pasture with our horse and miniature donkey. I also drifted back to the day that Susan and I fed her horses along with ours in the pouring rain. We looked ridiculous pushing the wheelbarrow around in the slippery mud, but the LPs were too young at the time to step in. Wake-up!!! I parked my suburban when I got home and walked directly into the house and back to my closet to look at my boots. I grabbed them and told myself to never part with them during a closet clean out. I showered, got dressed, and ran out the door to a meeting wearing my boots. The boots remind me of who I am, where I've been, and they cause me to consider where I am going. I am strong. I am resilient. I am capable. And so are you!
H