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Shiny Black Shoes

December 12, 2019

In Cedarfield tradition, the Pastoral Care Team created this compilation of holiday memoirs by team members and residents. We will share one a day through the holidays. Happy Holidays to you and yours!

Dana Peterson, Team Member

When I was about six years old near Christmas time, I got my first pair of shiny black patent leather shoes. I loved those new black shoes and refused to take them off. My oldest sister was home from college for Christmas, and I adored her.

That evening, my dad wanted to take me out Christmas caroling around the neighborhood with our neighbors and told me to get ready and dress warmly as the temperature was below freezing. I got bundled up, but instead of putting on my warm boots, I insisted on wearing my new shiny black shoes. It wasn’t a smart thing to do, but my dad wasn’t up for the argument. So off we went into the icy, cold night. We walked far and long around the neighborhood, which was on the water, and I noticed the moonlight bouncing off the ice in the canal. It was that cold. We sang all the favorite carols and enjoyed the fellowship and camaraderie of all our neighbors.

So, after an hour of this, I was in tears and couldn’t feel my feet in those shiny black shoes anymore. My toes and feet were frozen solid, and my dad had to carry me all the way home. He never got angry with me for not listening to him. When we got back home, my tears were frozen on my face, and I couldn’t wait to get those shiny black shoes off! My big sister just felt so bad for me and sat me down in the big chair by the roaring fire in the fireplace and rubbed my frozen, numb feet until my blood thawed, and I got the feeling back in them again. I’ll never forget the love of my dad and oldest sister that night at Christmas such a long time ago when they could have just as easily scolded me and said, “We told you not to wear them.”

As I stopped crying and moved my toes again, I remember my big sister saying, “You’ll never do that again.” She was right.

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