I am sure you have been told never to judge anyone without being in their shoes because you never know how difficult their lives are. I have been told that and I firmly believe it. On the surface, the grass does seem greener on the other side but this post is not about that.

It was a crazy Thursday morning – things were spiraling out off control. At 7am driving towards daycare, I was feeling like I had been slaying dragons all night long. It was not supposed to be that way. Given a chance, I would have run away but then that never solves anything.

7.15 am – I finally caught I-10 – my magic carpet – taking me towards work and I was having a mini-pity party in the car. Even my favorite songs on the playlist blasting a few decibels more than the norm were not helping me.

I saw them – 2 cops flying past me in their motorbikes and that instant I wanted to be in their shoes. Feeling the hot, humid air on my face as I zipped to be the super-hero.

Thinking back, I can never do what they do and I would hate it. But for an instant I wanted to be them. Put away my life and step into someone else’s shoes.

Have you wanted to be in someone else’s shoes recently? and why do you think you wanted that? Spill the beans!