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Memories—we all have them. They are precious gifts that serve many purposes. Memories make us laugh, they bring us joy, they generate tears. Some memories are meant to be lessons learned, while others are simply designed to teach. They are reflections of our experiences—they shape our lives and mold our personalities. And because of their inherent uniqueness, memories are meant to be shared.

If you enjoy reminiscing, swapping stories, and preserving cherished moments, then grab your favorite snack or beverage and settle in—this place is designed for you! That is what MemoryBlogger is all about. MemoryBlogger is a web-based community of friends who treasure the past and recognize the value of memory preservation. We do this by Sharing Our Moments with others in a fun, relaxing, friendly environment.

I invite you to take a field trip around the MemoryBlogger website. Visit my blog for fun posts of personal stories like My Red Shoe Diary. Feel free to leave a comment there, or, better yet, become a member of the MemoryBlogger family! Members enjoy a quarterly newsletter and gain access to the MemoryBloggers Forum, where you can share and preserve your own memories, recipes, and reflections. Check out Viv’s Favorite Things for a list of recommended fashion products, books, movies, websites, and more, and then mosey on over to the About Me page so we can get acquainted and I can share the inspiration behind MemoryBlogger with you.

Welcome home! Now let’s get to sharing those stories!

~Viv

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Viv Dangling Her Red Mila Boots

My Red Shoe Diary

Do you have a favorite pair of shoes you love? I do. Right now, they are a pair of red Mila boots from Allen’s Boots in Austin, Texas. I have always been drawn to the color red. I think I inherited that trait from my Grandma Schmidt (my mom’s mom). As far back as I can remember, she wore red. Red clothes and shoes, red lipstick, red fingernails, and for many years, she even dyed her hair red. I always admired her boldness and loved that she was so flashy.

Vivian Cumins Childhood Red ShoesI got my first pair of red shoes when I was five. My mom purchased them from the Goodwill store in Chickasha, Oklahoma. They were made of shiny patent leather and had a little chunk heel. A small strap crossed the top of my foot and joined a buckle on the side, and if you looked closely, you could see tiny hearts on the sides too. They were beautiful, and I felt like a princess when I wore them. And I wore them, literally, every day.

At five years old, my sense of style was questionable to say the least, as I paired those fancy red shoes with everything. Dresses, pants, shorts—it didn’t matter to me. I had a “no sock” rule that accompanied my fashion statement, and with that rule came severe consequences. My feet would sweat from hours of outdoor play and by the time I came in for dinner and a bath, my feet were filthy from a mixture of sweat and red Oklahoma dirt. Dare I even mention the smell? It was horrendous. My sweet mom knew how much I loved those shoes. I suspect she wanted to just throw the nasty little things into the garbage, but she did her best to eliminate the odor by pouring baby powder in them in the hopes it would soak up the stench. It never worked.

I wore those red patent leather shoes until the day I could no longer squeeze my growing feet into them. It was a sad day to have to say goodbye. Well, sad for me—my mom was probably overjoyed. Forty-three years later, I am happy to report I have a new favorite pair of red shoes. However, the old saying holds true … a girl never really forgets her first love. Tell me about your favorite pair of shoes!

~Viv

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