I have seriously looked everywhere.
From the dryer to under my covers.
I checked every toy box,
and under all the clean clothes piled on the laundry room floor.
They are gone.
I even called Isaac at work to ask if he may have taken them the other day when he was here.
apparently 6 foot 3 Isaac has very little use for my shoes.
So what did I do,
I called my mom and I prayed.
But it got me thinking, does God care about my lost Sperry’s?
It’s hard to say,
clearly my mental health is linked to these shoes.
These are my only non-work shoes,
and I like them.
For one day this week I wanted to leave the house and look like a semi-normal person.
And truth be told there is very little that doesn’t make me look fat right now other than shoes and head bands.
My self-esteem is riding on these Sperry’s
But, although this is important to me,
it is still a little bit of a first-world-problem.
Okay, it is completely a first-world-problem.
People have way bigger issues than my lost pair of shoes.
So does God care?
I’m not sure to be honest.
I know he cares about me, and I guess that is the important thing.
But my Sperry’s,
I can’t believe I can’t find my Sperry’s.