Today I want to tell you a story. I am a storyteller, after all. My story today is about a very special pair of shoes.
Years ago, I I fell in love with a pair of boots the moment I saw them, but I knew these boots needed a special occasion. They cost more than I would ordinarily spend on shoes, but they were so beautiful and so very me. I thought about waiting until I had something to celebrate, but I knew by then the boots could be gone, out of stock.
So I bought the boots to keep for the future, and they stayed in the box. I knew exactly what they were waiting for. I knew exactly what I would be celebrating when I wore them for the first time—signing with a literary agent.
Those boots stayed in the box for a lot of years. Sometimes I would open the box just to look at them and run my fingers over the soft suede, but I never wore them. I pictured the day I would wear these gorgeous boots. I could see it in my mind. I’d be strolling down a sidewalk with scattered leaves, wearing trouser jeans and a sweater. (When I imagine the future, it’s always fall.)
I held on to that mental image for years while the rejections piled up. I was tempted to wear the boots anyway. How long was I supposed to wait before I just wore the darn boots? They were doing no one any good stuck in that box.
But I waited. And I believed in that image and that one day some day.
Let me tell you, these boots sure feel good. So thrilled to be on Team Samantha.