Slippers

by Lisa on November 19, 2011

I head for the closet, and pull out my well-worn slippers. The ones that, when I slide my feet inside, have a distinct indent where my toes rest, and where my heel hits. The ones where the fleece is packed and matted down. The ones that looked real purty about five or ten years ago, but now just look well loved. Not new, or trendy, or having a polished exterior or interior, they are, by far, my favorites. My go-to footwear. The comfortable ones that I look forward to after a long day. The ones that bring blessing and relief.

Aside from hubby-dear, I have cherished friends, and pseudo-family, that fit that same description—Becky, Beth, Tracy, and Francesca, Ale, Claudia. There’s Ashleigh & Cam, and Joan and Shana & Sheila. There is Twerp, and Frank and Fernie.

To each one time and image are unimportant. But love, true knowledge of one another, and grace are all important.

Like well-worn footwear, each of these individuals has brought, and continues to bring, comfort and blessing. It doesn’t matter that they have seen all my warts and pimples, they still love me. It doesn’t matter that I have made no effort to get in touch with them in the past “x” number of days or months. I know that when I see or talk to them, we will pick up where we left off. It doesn’t matter that I act like a jerk, or speak without forethought, or make a complete ass out of myself—they forgive, and listen, and laugh when necessary. They are not afraid to be real. To be true. To be a friend.

I am grateful for these people—my favorite scuffs. Without them I would not be who I am today. I would not be called out when making poor choices, or high-fived when making good ones. Without them I would not be free from distraction about what others think of me or care if I’m liked or not. Without them I would not have to the opportunity to wrestle with difficult life-issues or chat about petty affairs. Without them I would not have anyone to share great joys, laughter, and sorrow.

I have new slippers in the closet too—Faye, KeriAnn & Maricel, Anna, and Molly and Susan and Kathryn. It will take more wearing and use to see they become such well-loved footwear, but so far the fit feels good and the fabric is nice and warm. In the meantime, however, I will continue to rely on my familiar peeps…

…my pantofles, my scuffs, my comfy and well-known slippers.

 

{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }

Keriann November 20, 2011 at 6:52 pm

Lis, glad to be in the closet with the lifers – even if I’m a new pair. :)

francesca November 21, 2011 at 4:38 am

love to be an old pair of slippers, honey: as you say, they are the most comfortable! again, i adore your writing: you should definitely do something with it, it’s a gift you should share with a wider number of people. ti voglio bene, sorellina!

Anna November 22, 2011 at 7:26 pm

Glad to be in your corner and in your closet-I hope to become increasingly more “worn” as time goes bye.

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