In the Atmah refugee camp near the Turkish border, I met a woman who had fled there with her daughters-in-law and grandchildren. Her sons had all disappeared, killed or in prison. Her shoes were torn so that she could hardly walk. After I left, I sent her my TOMS shoes. Later I noticed these shoes on the feet of the young woman who ran the camp school. One of her students, a small boy, was wearing a man’s shoes, far too big for him. These two shoe mysteries tell the story of the Syrian people and their great love.