There is a special joy in being a girls’ girl.
It is to be heard, and seen, and known, and felt. It is to simply be yourself, to shrug off the costumes of roles you perform, with the confidence of knowing you are wholly accepted. And if you have forgotten who the ‘simply you’ is, they will help you find it again.
I’ve half-jokingly referred to this weekend’s getaway with the girls as ‘a spiritual and emotional retreat’.
The truth is it is closer to the truth than the humour implies.
What did we do besides sit around and talk about ourselves, each other, and life? A top-notch massage with the sound of waves, excellent breakfast spreads that kept us dreaming the entire day for more, spontaneous deadlift and pull-up tutorials. Being vulnerable and sharing what we have carried as a heavy stone for years.
I am sitting at the cusp of having so much to learn about the world and others, and so, SO much to unlearn to be better for this world and others. To be a girls’ girl is the strength that comes with knowing they will rally around you. I’m ready to take on what’s upcoming.
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