Monday, November 10, 2008

Little Red Baby Shoes Under Glass


I stopped at my favorite store last night. I told myself to relax and take the turn to the left...which was during rush hour and the opposite direction as home... I walked around the store gazing for a LONG time at the big and small unique items that seemed to take me to new places, making me feel like I am in a wonderful dream, same as some movies do to our senses.... I finally purchased something I have been searching for over a year. A glass stand with a glass cover. Picture a miniature cake dish on a pedestal with a cover. The purchase is for the little baby shoes Daniel made Danielle in "memory" of her baby. The spirit moved me to speak....at the counter....to two women who were so busy they didn't notice I was there for some time. When she, the owner, turned to me, I told her I found the perfect little "keeper" I had been looking for. The owner knew I had been searching for this piece for some time. I calmly said, "This is to display a pair of baby shoes for a baby that has passed on. The teenage Mother of the baby had an abortion never to forget." You could have heard a pin drop! "Her Father is in prison unable to comfort her as he would like and need to, so he made a pair of memory shoes out of red and silver candy wrappers." The two women were so touched it had to be God speaking from my spirit. Then the owner said, "Why don't you put a sprig of Christmas green in with the shoes and some snow flakes to give it life and keep its memoryalive. For each season change something in or around it like in Autumn a colored leaf and in Spring a flower....and so on. I said that was a wonderful idea. Then I told them someone on the Internet caught the photo of the artistic baby shoes made of paper candy wrappers and asked permission to use them in a magazine. These women were in total awe of my true story. Then they rang me up and as I left to walk away...I turned, looked back, and said, "The Young girl is my Granddaughter and the man is my son." There was a spiritual moment in time that seemed like dreaming forever.....then.....
The one lady said, "Thank You for sharing."
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