Country Roots, Cowgirl Boots

Ever since I was a little girl I had always dreamed of having my own pair of cowgirl boots. I pleaded with my mom to buy me a pair. I envisioned them being pink or purple with some flowers. I would even settle for something with little hearts. 

“You have to wait”, she said. “Your feet will grow too fast”, she said. 

It felt like an eternity, waiting for something I feared would never come. Every time we went back to the store, I wandered the aisle of boots dreaming of the possibilities. After being rejected more times than I could count, I quit asking so I wouldn’t have to endure the disappointment. 

As the years passed by, I wondered if today was the day I would get my cowgirl boots. 

Turns out that the saying “Have patience, have patience, don’t be in such a hurry” really does ring true.

Years later, with tearful eyes I accepted the pair of boots that had belonged to my mother. They were a pair of tan boots with no decorations, but they were all mine! 

Now I truly could hold fast to my country roots, while walking in my cowgirl boots.