I knew that I would not stay and live in Iran from the age of fifteen. I loved my family and friends, but it was clear that I couldn’t become who I wanted to be there. Now, my brown leather shoes are as beautiful as my memories from my home country of Iran. When I wore them on my journey to Canada, their hard and inflexible sole felt uncomfortable. I have decided not to wear my brown leather shoes very much here.  Wearing them just once in a while reminds me of who I was and how much has changed in my life.