My Shoes Don't Fit

We get up, go to the bathroom, brush our teeth, get dressed, and slip on our shoes before we head out the door to an exciting world that as children...was a playground. Now, as adults, is that mundane road to work, to daycare, or to the gym to sweat off that oh so good late night snack last night.

Remember when it was so cool to try on our parents' shoes? Little girls pranced around in the ridiculous high heels that can tear any achilles heel. Little boys slipped their feet into their dads work boots, stomping and tumbling over their own knees. We thought we were soo cool!

Mother's day just passed a couple of days ago. And over a nice lunch I asked my husband...without thinking, if this was the life he had envisioned? Right away, I knew, "Of course, not!" I'm his third baby momma, his second wife, AND I'm almost 10 years younger than him! I envisioned my life to be in the mountains somewhere of India living with a house full of orphans, or a hut somewhere in Africa dancing and singing for hours on end with excited Christians.

Today, our house is full with 4 kids, equipped with clean running water and air conditioning, and technology like WiFi and cable TV. Although I love the American luxuries of clean water and WiFi...I sometimes feel embarrassed that more than half the world don't live this way. But, I'm grateful...and thankful.

Anyone who would look at my life from the outside in may ask: Why would a single girl marry a divorced man? Why would a man with so many children marry a woman without any of her own? and Who in the world would align their stars this way?

You see, even though I never saw myself living in an air conditioned lifestyle...I am. Even though I never saw myself birthing my own child...I did. Even though he never saw himself marrying again...he did. And even though it makes absolutely no sense at all....it does.

Life may never be as you've envisioned. You may still prance around in your moms pretty heels. Stumble down the hall in your daddys boots. Or jammed your foot into those beautiful, only size left over, fabulous leather pumps. Or traded in your pumps in for some awful lookin', but comfortable flats.

Whatever the shoe size, color, or height...my shoes never fit right, and that's the fun part. Finding what fits, and what works with my lifestyle, is what makes my life this exciting.