Came across these shoes, or what’s left of them, as I walked along the river bank this morning. Each was located within a 25 ft stretch. There’s nothing remarkable about them and yet, these images have stayed with me all day. They fill me with a sense of melancholy. These shoes belonged to someone. There’s no telling how they made their way to the river bank – might have dropped from a passing boat. Who knows?
I look at these pictures and I see loneliness and I wonder how many people must feel like these shoes – thrown away; forgotten.
Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.
My Goal This Week: To take the time to reach out to those around me.
Here’s wishing you a wonderful day!