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A Little Unsteady

We all feel that way at times. A little unsteady.  A little shaky.   Hanging by a thread.  Held together by nothing more than a breath and a prayer.  It’s hard.  It’s rough.  It’s gut-wrenching and incredibly painful.  And it seems as though there is no coming up for air.  No light at the end of a seemingly neverending tunnel. Hanging by a thread can be really difficult.  And it sucks. A lot. But listen to me.  It’s going to be alright. You can get through this. Inhale.  Exhale.  The sun will still rise tomorrow.  The sky will still be blue.  You’re going to make it.  It will all work out. THIS WILL NOT KILL YOU You might feel broken.  You might feel as though you’re all alone and there’s no one there with you, for you, but that’s not true.  There’s a choir of angels by your side.  Angels you call friends.  Angels you can’t quite see. You’re probably feeling devastatingly alone.  Adrift.  You think no one can hear you cracking.  Breaking.  Coming apart.  …

High Heels & A Link-Up | Sheela Writes

High Heels & A Link-Up

Stilettos. Pumps.  Platforms.   I suppose it’s safe to say that I’m somewhat fond borderline obsessed with shoes.  Fondness equates 20, 30 pairs, and the absence of raised eyebrows when one picks up a pretty pair on display at the mall.  There is neither incoherent sputtering of utter disbelief from spouses nor unbearably loud wails of resistance from children at the sheer prospect of you trying on pair after pair after pair.  None of that. Obsessed, on the other hand, translates into a roomful of shoes with random sightings of stacked shoe boxes throughout the house.  Whereat, I propose, there may or may not be daily knocks on the door, signalling the arrival of yet another pair (or four) vis–à–vis the trusty postman.  An environment wherein the afflicted affected household suffers from a chronic condition known only as colour impairment (read: yes, darling, dark red and vermilion and cherry red and crimson and auburn and brick are all different shades of red, I’m not making it up). Well, I love heels.  I love wearing heels, and …