It was the summer before my fourth birthday. Mywhen my grandparents wanted to have a huge family vacation, meaning they would. They offered to pay for us all to go on a trip together. They decided that Disney would be the best place to go as a family. I was so excited forthat my first vacation towould be to Disney. Little did I know, that I would be too short to go on any of the rides. At least, I would get the chance to meet all my favorite Disney characters though.
At the time, I was obsessed with shoes. Any chance I got,I’m not really sure what started my love for shoes, but once it started there was no going back. I would alwayseven go up to strangers as a little kid, talking to them about their shoes. I didn’t care if I didn’t know them. In fact,I would try on my mommother and sister’s shoes any chance I got. I remember, the one time I even cried nonstop for a pair of shoes I wanted so badly. We couldn’t leave the store until I got thethat specific pair of shoes. I wouldn’t even let my sister get a pair of shoes and I not get a pair too. I’m not really sure what started my love for shoes, but once it started there was no going back. I would go up to strangers as a little kid, talking to them aboutif I couldn't get the pair that their shoes. I didn’t care if I didn’t know themwanted.