Trying on someone else’s shoes

I certainly don’t have Morgan Spurlock’s fortitude or ability to spend 30 Days living in other people’s shoes, but sometimes I like to learn and imagine.

I was talking to a friend today who knows a few local women who have full time personal assistants and/or butlers. It’s fun to imagine that life. I’m not sure I’d like to live it, though; the management of such a large estate with so many social responsibilities sounds very high pressure and so very visible. Plus, when one has that kind of affluence, I imagine everyone wants a bit of it; it would be difficult to manage that part of it, too.

By contrast, I was part of a group that interviewed two men in our community who happen to be homeless. Of course, in no way do I want to experience that life. Imagining it and listening to their experiences and daily challenges is interesting, though, and serves a purpose. It’s important for us to keep in mind how people in our community at both ends of the spectrum live as a vehicle to understanding one another and making this place a better place for everyone to live.

In other shoe news, it’s official: my ten-year-old daughter and I now wear the same size. I’m hiding my Italian leather boots.

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