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Dont Cry Over a Broken Heel

Dont Cry Over a Broken Heel

It’s broken! In front of everyone. Now I have to wobble away. I trusted you to support me. Lift me up all while being a rock star. Now I’m in the middle of a party looking a fool with no support and knocked down 3 inches. We have all felt like that but am I talking about a heel that’s broken? No, I’m referring to life, much like a heel that breaks we get knocked down, we feel 3 inches shorter and we feel like everyone is seeing us wobble. When the reality of it is the damn shoe was killing me anyway.

I am just a woman with stories to tell. Stories about my life, my struggles, and my truth. I am a wife, a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a friend, a professional that travels, and my personal favorite a mom. Just trying to fit in this crazy world.

I decided to start Don’t Cry Over a Broken Heel in hopes to show that we all have had things happen to us, we have all done things to others, we have all made mistakes. I want to share my stories and help people have a common ground (I think they call it a platform) to share and learn from each other.

As women its so easy for us to tear each other down. We see the girl with the beauty pageant title, the lady with the Prada purse, and that woman with the beautifully orchestrated social media page and our first instinct is envy or desire to emulate. We sometimes even act like savages to tear that person apart, from our own fascination of how perfect her life must be. For myself, I want to stop that I want to uplift and face that we all have fears and tell stories that make each other feel human. Even that Prada purse had to endure quite a bit to be so beautiful.

My hope in sharing our truths is that we will stop crying over broken heels and help each other realize that everyone’s heels break. Heels hurt. Breaking one might heal your life.

This is a collection of my stories about all of my broken heels the joy or pain before it broke, how I dealt with the embarrassment of wobbling away and the tears that drove me to think like a rock star again and stop crying about it.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton