Thoughts of living through cancer
March 25th, 2009 at 5:07 pm
Posted By: donnab
Posted in: Post Lung Cancer

Hello, 5 feet 4 inches is short.  I’ve always wanted to be taller (ok, and slender) but it is what it is :) I’m not going to grow.  Therefore, I have ALWAYS worn heels - to work, to go out, and yes, even to play - like Disneyland.  I am a natural in heels - run, skip, hop and jump.

Now, has vanity crossed the line? I’m sitting here today trying to get used to heels.  I’m going to my birth daughter’s baby shower and would like to feel good about myself.  TOO FUNNY, since my brain doesn’t know I have feet, or feet on 3 inch extentions, I can’t walk.  I look like I have ice skates or rollar blades on for the first time.  I wobble and I will fall down.  So, do I give up and wear flats and accept God’s creation the way I am, 5 feet 4 inches, or do I practice with heels?

Sorry- you were expecting me to say accept how God made me didn’t you?  Well, this time I’m going to practice with heels and give myself some more time :) Come April 5th, the day of the shower, I’ll make the decision.  I rather be short than fall over and land in someone’s food - lol. I’ll leave you with this cliff hanger and I’ll let you know what I do later.




1 Comment
  1. Sometimes emotion hits at funny times. I am so excited that you are going to be at the shower (heels or no heels). Okay, this may not be Kosher, but I typed hells the first time. What that just a slip? I will wait to find out! lol.

    Comment by Caren — March 27, 2009 @ 2:14 pm

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