Superman Slippers

Before I went in for surgery Kristie suggested that I get some slippers.  She has never pointed me in the wrong direction, since I love and trust her we picked up a pair. At first I deliberated over what style and color to get. After five minutes, Targets store closing reminder hurried me to choose the old man slip-on style in Navy blue.

I did not wear them in the hospital. They were there but I did not wear them. Kristie suggested that I try them on. I was fine in the hospital issue socks with the industrial grip on the bottom. (I wonder if you can pick them up at Target?)

Finally after the hospital and about a day after laying around (Well not really laying cause it hurts too much, more like being propped up on a couch) I broke out the slippers. I placed them down and slid in them all old man like...what happened next might shock you...I liked them. I really liked them. 

I have not owned a pair of slippers in my adult life. The last pair I had was when I was Five. I thought the reason I loved them was because the had Superman on them. I pretended that since I had Superman on my slippers they would make me fly. I thought that's why I loved them...but it was because slippers are super comfortable. The slippers did not in fact make me fly but I'm sure they made me feel like I was walking on clouds. That's how I feel now.

I like slippers. I am an idiot for not wearing them past age Six. Someone should have stopped me at Ten, the latest, and showed me my errors. The great thing about slippers is that you can get them in many shapes, size, characters. I have seen giant "Bigfoot" slippers and pink slippers and snowman slippers and Sponge Bob slippers and on and on. The one thing that I realized (besides that slippers are comfy) is that we all need to feel like we are Five. 

I loved feeling like I could fly cause of Superman slippers, why not feel like I can crush the earth with big furry "Bigfoot" slippers. If that makes my weekend morning, so what?... slippers made me happy. They are making me happy right now. I now know that in our big, grown-up, serious life, a little cow slipper can make you feel your five-year-old spirit and that's O.K. with me.