Pink "Girly" Shoes

I stand 5'-11" tall. Today, that isn't all that remarkable -- there are plenty of tall women, and the typical model is tall and willowy. Growing up when I did, however, being tall was definitely not cool, and I most often stood out all alone in a sea of short, perky, "cute" little girls. Too, through most of my youth and adolescence, I towered over most of the boys and young men I knew...

I learned early on to minimize my height as much as it was possible to do so. One of the things that was just not part of my wardrobe vocabulary -- ever -- was the high heel shoe. If there was one thing I did not need, it was to add yet more inches to my already towering frame. So most "girly" shoes were just never on my radar screen... Flat, sensible, comfortable shoes were just my fate, I figured.

All through all the years of my marriage, I stuck to that dictum. My husband wasn't "short" technically, but he was shorter than me by just a bit. It wasn't something we talked about, but I just "knew" that adding to that differential wasn't something that he would welcome, so I kept the heels short and it was never an issue (exactly).

Now, I belong to a man who is truly "tall." And that is true even though He stands a fair bit shorter than I do as you might measure it with instrumentation. The reality is that the differences just simply do not matter. To Him or to me. His complete confidence in Himself, in who He is, makes the matter of height simply irrelevant -- something that neither of us ever considers or notices.

That stature on His part has given me a simple gift -- I can indulge in wickedly silly, fru-fru, glamourous, girly shoes!

So, this September, when my son finally takes the plunge and gets married, the mother of the groom will be decked out in these...

How scrumptious are those?

swan