I took my shower and started getting ready. I applied moisturizer, minimal make up, put my hair up in a pony tail and twisted my bangs into place (they are too long to wear as bangs but too short to blend into the side of my hair do, so I pin them up for now). I sprayed perfume on my wrists, rubbed them together and then sat down in the chair by my bed to put on my boots.
I shoved my left foot in first. It's my fat foot. I remember taking Lauren to buy shoes for Easter a couple of years ago. She wanted some really cute high heels but had struggled a bit to put the first one on. I asked her "Is that your fat foot?"....."I don't know"..."What do you mean you don't know, you always have to know which foot is your fat foot and try the shoe on that foot first. If it aint gonna fit your fat foot, then move on sister"...we laughed and laughed. Just one of the many practical life lessons I passed along to my daughter. So I always put shoes on my fat foot first and this morning was no exception.
Everything worked out well and I went to put on the other boot. When I put my right foot into the boot I stopped. Something was in the boot making it impossible to fit my foot inside. I pulled my foot back out and turned the boot upside down. Out fell a pair of panties...Domo panties of course.
I had to pause, and smile. Leave it to my child to have a pair of Domo panties shoved inside a pair of cowboy boots. Then I cried a while. I wish the quirky surprises of Lauren could go on forever but I know they won't. I realize that eventually I will have discovered all the little surprises Lauren unintentionally left behind....just by being Lauren.
I decided to keep the Domo panties...since they feature the Domo wearing glasses. I figure they can represent my intellectual side. I suppose keeping a pair of panties may be an odd way to honor my daughter but hey....this is my journey.
