Feeling really lucky to have my Mom's rain boots this week. She wore them for years whenever it was wet out to walk her sweet dog, Noah. The dog lives with my baby sister now and the boots were parked at my back door just waiting for the rain.
The first time it rained after mom passed away was in about April and I just couldn't bring myself to put them on.
But this rain-soaked Friday morning in December seemed like a good time to take a short walk between downpours and soak up a little of Mom's love. I can't fill her shoes but her boots are pretty darn comfy.
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