What decade is it?! I’ve started to donate these boots so many times, but I could never bring myself to go through with it. While recently cleaning out my closet, I decided I could finally do it this time. We went to drop off our donations, but as I looked down at my beloved boots and up at the giant metal box in front of me, I couldn’t do it….so I told Kevin to. He asked me multiple times if I was “really really sure.” I assured him I was. Now he wasn’t around back when I used to rock these Docs. We didn’t even live in the same state, but I have told him how much they mean to me and how they were such a big part of my most formative years. They are memories of my first love, friends I thought I’d have forever, first jobs, first cars, countless mosh pits, embracing that my style was different, and so many other experiences that shaped the person I grew up to be. I couldn’t bare to watch, so I said my goodbyes and went back to the car. Later I regretted what I had done, but it was my decision and I had to live with it. This week, I was putting something in the trunk and I saw a tied up grocery store bag sitting there. I said, “What’s this?” Kevin said, “Your boots.” I said, “I thought I told you to donate them.” He said, “Yeah, but I snuck them back in the trunk.” 😭😭😭
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