“No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.”
You loved those boots. The ones you bought in Italy. We polished them. We resoled them. So you could make them last forever. I have them on a shelf. And though they are on the shelf you will wear them forever. And as I walk the path you walk beside me in your boots. I don’t know where I’m going. But for 28 months I have walked and I will keep walking. And you will be with me forever.