Friday, June 19, 2009


As I was gathering up my stuff and heading out the door for work this morning, I took a look around the house in all its disarray and the one thing that caught my attention was that in there were


My first instinct was to get irritated that people in this house can't pick up their shoes and put them in their rooms. But then I stopped and thought about something (I really did stop and think) and I thought about what all those shoes represent.

Those shoes represent everything I've ever wanted in life . . .

A house full of children and a family to call my own.

Those shoes represent life, love, laughter, purpose, dreams, ambition, family and future. The little and big people who fill those shoes are the motivation and inspiration behind everything I do and every decision I make.

All I ever wanted was to be a mom and, as exhausting and overwhelming as it can be at times, I feel incredibly lucky to have a house full of kids and . . .


I'm in no hurry for the day when the house is empty and the only shoes I have to trip over are my own.

(well, maybe just a little bit ... occasionally ... sometimes ... the thought of some peace and quiet is appealing.)

After pondering the meaning of the shoes, I did what any photojournalist would do . . . I dropped my bag, grabbed my camera and took some pictures.

Then I went to work!


worthy said...

Aaah, shoes! I've already tripped over 2 pairs this morning - and socks! Why the men (I'm the only female in my house) are incapable of walking past 2 dirty laundry baskets, 1 upstairs and one down and putting socks into them is just beyond me. But then, I would be bored without anyones socks to pick up, wouldn't I???

Alicia said...

What a neat perspective you have! I love it!

Marcie said...

Love it!! See I couldn't be mad at my family because I bet nearly all the shoes that are out around my house are mine!!

Melisande said...

Nice blog post, Ann! :)

Anonymous said...

Love it! As always you made me smile this morning.
Hope you are having a good day.

Faith said...

I will never fotget the first time I notcied Faith's shoes next to ours at the door- it was then I realized she was home, and we were complete.

But enough about me! Beautiful blog podt, sorry I have been MIA in commenting lately, even though I might not always say it,I always get a lot out of your writing and appreciate every word!

Hope you are having a nice weekend.
Much Love,