What If There’s No Other Shoe to Drop?

Do we get to stop waiting for it and just live our lives?

Photo by Daniel von Appen via Unsplash

A big, huge shoe dropped out of the sky two and a half years ago. I saw it coming. I knew it was hanging above my head by a frayed piece of string for over a year. It was only a matter of time before the string gave way and this shoe with the word “divorce” written on it landed on my head.