In Her Shoes

When you going through trouble or trouble has been going through you, things don't always look good. Actually, at that point life totally sucks. You hate every moment and things seem to get worse and worse. At that point, you are broke and you keep seeing nice things to buy, or you've just broken up with your other half and you keep spotting couples holding hands and you just want the world to swallow you at that moment, least not forget when you life is flat boring and everyone's update on facebook reads like,"Lovely Day guys twaz awesome!" "Love you people that was the dopest weekend ever!" Did I miss a memo or my good luck charm expired without the beeper. At that time, you feel grumpy and out of style literally. What could possibly not go wrong than this?
Then someday you are seated at a random cafe and you opted to get out there and see the world, maybe it would rub off the unhappy feeling that has grown on you like a mould. You sit right next to a lady dressed in a pink chiffon top, lovely black pencil skirt and black heels and you couldn't help but steal a stare or two. Immediately you joined the table, she asked you what the time was and you immediately glimpsed at your watch and told her the time. She mumbled something like "I hate waiting!" and you realized that someone must have kept her waiting and you share the same sentiments.
Before you knew it, you had already sparked a conversation and she was able to narrate the story of her life.You are seated nodding your head as you listen to this good looking woman, whom by the way doesn't look anything like her story and wonder how did she make it to look so good. In summary, the lady life consists of being abadoned by her only parent in gishagi, started working at the age of 15, was impregnated at the age 16 and miscarried, got pregnant the second time and this time got a bouncing baby boy. She is not married by the way and the two pregnancies were by different men who took advantage of her naivety.She is as close as to call her illetrate and has suffered as a squatter under her relatives' roofs.
Reality checks in as you listen to this lady;s story, and your life turns out to have 'antsize' issues like you are broke because you cannot afford the handbag hanging at Jamia mall at 3,500 or you are mourning all over town because your boyfriend left you, or you are bored and psyche-less because you friends went to Naivasha without you and you have nothing to do, yet there are people with big huge enormous problems in their lives and they look bright and shiny. One cannot tell that the lady seated next to me has lived most of her life struggling to get by to the next day.
In her shoes, life is seen very different and not affording a handbag or shoes is the least of her concerns,
what brings her joy is her son, she is not worried about the man who left her behind but worried of how to take care of the one she was left with.In her shoes, she was uncomfortable, the shoes were muddy, wet and unbearable but she smiles and looks trouble free. In her shoes, they may not fit but no one needs to know. In her shoes, she tells a different story.