{"id":695,"date":"2022-02-20T20:05:39","date_gmt":"2022-02-20T20:05:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/?p=695"},"modified":"2022-02-20T20:05:39","modified_gmt":"2022-02-20T20:05:39","slug":"moon-boots","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/2022\/02\/20\/moon-boots\/","title":{"rendered":"Moon Boots"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-drop-cap wp-block-paragraph\">Last year I was in getting massage treatment for my back which tends towards bundles of pain that have to be alternately coached and broken open. The therapist and I talked. We\u2019re usually talking about something random to distract me. I needed shoes with arch AND ankle support which I couldn\u2019t find.<br><br>Then we branched into shoes we loved as kids. His were classic Docs and Chuck Taylors. Mine were Traxx which I obsessed about keeping clean. (Later I found they were made by Kmart, who knew Kmart made shoes?) We couldn\u2019t wear any of those classic kicks nowadays which brought some melancholy. <br><br>But while we were talking, I flashed to a pair of moon boots that I had. It was not unusual for a hot box once open to free up not only pain and thorned, captive tension, but also memories. As if memories were not only kept in grey matter but in fascia as well.<br><br>In my mind\u2019s eye, I saw one moon boot in the blinding white snow. I crouched on a knee. Then like that I wasn\u2019t at the medical facility. I was in the snow of southern Idaho bundled in my fur-trimmed, orange snowsuit. My little brother played nearby. Moon boots were the most amazing snow shoe\u2014well, shoe\u2014ever! Astronauts wore them, right? That\u2019s how my 8-year-old-ish brain operated.<br><br>Then snow exploded on the side of my head. I looked up. Dad had hit me with a snowball. Mom was smiling. The pair descended the slope, around the side of the addition to our mobile home they had built. My brother and I screamed with delight. They rarely did this sort of thing.<br><br>That moment plays and replays. I search for every detail saved there, but how would I know that I needed to remember every aspect of this moment? That 44 or so short years later Mom would be gone. Dad would be in a facility; his own memories vanishing faster than he could make them.<br><br>Those two people walking down the slope toward me, nothing could ever happen to them. Nothing could make them not be there. Those smiles. The screams. Dad bent to sculpt another snowball.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image is-style-rounded\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-large\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv-1024x683.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-697\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv-1024x683.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv-300x200.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv-768x512.jpg 768w, http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv-1200x800.jpg 1200w, http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/02\/MihaiParaschiv.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 1362px) 62vw, 840px\" \/><figcaption>Image from pixabay by Mihai Paraschiv<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last year I was in getting massage treatment for my back which tends towards bundles of pain that have to be alternately coached and broken open. The therapist and I talked. We\u2019re usually talking about something random to distract me. I needed shoes with arch AND ankle support which I couldn\u2019t find. Then we branched &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/2022\/02\/20\/moon-boots\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Moon Boots&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[34],"class_list":["post-695","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random","tag-ruminating"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/695","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=695"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/695\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":700,"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/695\/revisions\/700"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=695"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=695"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nwhellcats.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=695"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}