there is one little song out there that I just cannot bring myself to listen to. No, it’s not “Dominic The Donkey” (although that one does leave me with a headache). It’s the song “The Christmas Shoes”.
As soon as that piano starts up, I turn the volume down or turn the channel. No offense to the group New Song or the tune itself. The song is beautiful, well written and the meaning behind it is timeless and one we should all heed. However, as someone who lost their mother to cancer ten years ago, I cannot bear to listen to a song that features a little boy pleading for a pair of shoes for his mother as her last Christmas gift.
I’ve tried to listen to the song. And I have heard it in full. Until I decided I just couldn’t hear it any longer. I even saw the movie. I watched it while working out on the treadmill. Do you know how hard it is to jog at 4.0 with tears streaming down your face?
This is Christmas. I want to be happy. I don’t want to be crying a river as I’m speeding down the highway (which happened the first time I heard this song). Just writing this is bringing tears to my eyes.
No offense to anyone who likes the song. I like it too. I just can’t bear to listen to it.
So when Christmas is over and all the Christmas songs have stopped being played on the radio, “Christmas Shoes” is not one that I will miss hearing.
bunchesofos