Coming from a woman who fomerly dubbed herself a shoe whore, I tell you now the shoes I wear now suck. My shoes see my child fight to live. He's a child he shouldn't have to fight. The pain I feel almost everyday is not a pain I wish the world to know. My shoes are not shoes I wish anyone else to wear.
My kids have been since the day they were born, my all, my life my strength. And watching yur baby boy so sick and mustering up his all everyday, not being classified normal. Is so hard.
My shoes are not for sale.... no money in the world would be worth these shoes worn by anyone else.
My shoes are fine I know, but they are not yours they are my own.