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Alice Springs, Australia, boots, gratitude, love, RM Williams, sentimental
RM’s
The last thing I saw before turning out the light last evening and getting into bed was the outline of my husband’s work boots where he left them in the courtyard. It is often the little things that endear our loved ones to us isn’t it? As I looked at them neatly placed at the end of the ladder he is not yet finished using, there was something about that scene that caught in my throat, and even today nearly brings tears to my eyes. They are his well-loved, well worn RM Williams boots (laughing sides, so named for the elastic in the sides of them) that have had numerous repairs so that he can continue to wear them. He loves simple things and is very loyal (even to boots). He would have thought about where he left them, so as to not be in the way, but to be handy for finishing the job he started… even though he is a thousand miles away for a few days. And what, I thought, if he didn’t make it back to fill those boots again? Why would I think such a terrible thought? Perhaps because I know how life can change dramatically in a minute. Perhaps because I cherish our life and the man that fills those boots. Be grateful. That is today’s message. X
ardysez 
You are so spot on, Ardys. Gratitude for the little things like a pair of empty boots waiting for their man to return home and fill them again. I can remember after my lovely Derek died, and I was at a ladies’ get together…..and they were all doing what we all do, from time to time, and that is, having a bit of a whinge about the guys leaving their dirty socks on the floor for us ladies to pick up! I was sitting there thinking that I would give absolutely anything for the chance to pick up the odd “Derek” sock from my bedroom floor……whilst reminding myself that I had many times been a vocal participant in like conversations!
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Thanks Betty. Yes, sometimes we don’t know when we have it good!! It’s the trick to relationships, to take oneself out of the annoying moments and remember all the good stuff! X
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Even before I read through your post, the pic made me go “wow”. Boots are a powerful symbol for me too, as before the G.O. and I were in the relationship we’re in now, we were platonic friends for more than a decade, and just before that changed I had a dream where I was gardening and as I walked back into the house there was a pair of work boots just like in your pic at the door, and I knew they were the G.O.’s, and all was well. At the time I had no idea what was about to eventuate in my life but the memory of the dream and the feeling stayed with me. In real life a little while later it became apparent we were mean to be together, and I keep wondering if we’ll find that garden and house also, I can still see it clearly.
It’s a glorious ability you have to celebrate & inspire, and express it so wonderfully in words 🙂
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Dreams are so amazing. It was a series of dreams that brought Don and I together too. Thank you so much for your kind words about the post. Funny thing… I have struggled for two days with one that I’ve now decided to ditch, and this morning’s came about in 10 minutes! I think they are the best ones, very clear and inspired. X
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It was a great post 🙂 I’ve experienced similar this last week or so. Several posts in the pipeline have gone nowhere, and the couple I’ve done, different posts, came from there with no effort at all;)
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Such a wonderful post. I would think that the words and the photo would be treasured for a lifetime.
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It most certainly will.
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I love this photo Ardys, keep sneaking back to have another look at it !
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