Saturday, May 06, 2006

My shoes

Lots of things are genetic: hair color, height, skin tone, even foot size. But the passion for shopping for shoes to cover those feet? Most certainly genetic, if my family is any indication. My genetic shoe-shopping marker can be traced to my maternal grandmother. She was passionate about shoe shopping to an addictive point. We lived in Los Angeles and she in San Francisco. She would visit often - many two or three day trips each year. When I remember her visits, I remember stopping at shoe stores all over town. She liked all kinds of shoes in any color you can imagine. I remember her with more dress shoes than anyone needed - unless you needed them in every color. Flat shoes, sandals, slip ons - you name it, she wore it. After Grandma fell some years ago, she had to start wearing a brace on one leg and inserts in her shoes. With those, many shoes in her beloved collection could no longer be worn. She not only lost wearing all those shoes, she lost the ability to shop for any kind of shoe she wanted. I'd never seen her be sad or wistful while shoe shopping before. Then, she got to the point of always having to wear one tennis shoe to have her brace fit right. Could there have been much worse for her? Getting dressed up super fancy on a cruise with one dress shoe and one tennis shoe? No. Way. Grandma died one year ago this month. May 26th, actually. After her funeral, my mom, sister and went shopping. What better way would there be to celebrate grandma? Oh, right - by buying a pair of shoes. So we did. All three of us have a pair of these shoes: Mine are blue, Mom's and Stacy's are pink. Watermelon, to be more specific. Grandma would be proud. See other Sunday Scribblings here.

10 Comments:

At 5/06/2006 09:27:00 AM, Blogger AscenderRisesAbove said...

what a nice tribute to grandma... she's watching, leaping around in a pair right now...

 
At 5/06/2006 11:11:00 AM, Blogger Caroline said...

I love the fact that you were all able to agree on a style to buy - amazing.

 
At 5/06/2006 12:13:00 PM, Blogger paris parfait said...

How fabulous that your tribute to your beloved grandmother was a great pair of shoes! Love your post.

 
At 5/06/2006 12:42:00 PM, Blogger Shuku said...

Oh oh -oh- but this brings me back to my grandma, because she had so much trouble buying shoes when her athritis started deforming her feet. My aunt had to buy them in the US for her and ship them home, because shoes were impossible to find for her here. Yes I'm sure she's proud and she's grinning down happily at those lovely-coloured shoes you have.

What a lovely tribute to such a wonderful person.

--Shuku

 
At 5/06/2006 08:02:00 PM, Blogger Jennifer said...

Sounds like a very special Grandma. Love your story and your matching shoes.

 
At 5/06/2006 08:54:00 PM, Blogger AnnieElf said...

Shopping and grief. The great celebrator of life and a great pain reliever. Been there. A truly heartwarming story.

 
At 5/07/2006 06:39:00 AM, Blogger Left-handed Trees... said...

What a sweet way to commemorate a life--this was touching! In my family, the women have the opposite genes running through our DNA...but I loved the glimpse into the "other side".

 
At 5/07/2006 07:52:00 PM, Anonymous krista said...

I love stories of women. Sisters, grandmothers, daughters mothers. What a cool way to honour your grandmother.

 
At 5/07/2006 09:14:00 PM, Anonymous Tylene said...

What a beautiful story! Love how you & your family went shoe shopping as a tribute to your grandmothers memory.

 
At 5/08/2006 12:24:00 PM, Blogger Rachelle said...

What a great tribute. And I love the shoes!

 

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