Take these shoes. Fully served. Fully over. Fully done.
This skateboarder had a hard time letting these shoes go. More duct tape. Thicker socks. More duck tape. Two socks.
It seems he felt if he let them go then all the memories these shoes stored would be lost.
Done. Over. Finished. These words can have such negative connotations. But what if we saw these moments of letting go as transformations? As a natural evolution? That would be allowing for a kind of blessing to be put on the transition - however big or small - which would maybe even allow us to step into the realm of 'well done.'