One of the greatest gifts I have received in this lifetime has been the gift of being surrounded by amazing women. Not perfect women, not famous women, not super women – real women – the kind of women that have not had flawless, pristine lives and immaculately kept houses.
My women – indeed, my girls – are eclectic, soulful, passionate, and not afraid to skip over the line of conformity without apology. They are connected with me and with each other through a tacit understanding that our true appreciation of self is a function of our connectivity to each other. In them, I have found me and have learned to accept myself -strengths, weaknesses, and rampant imperfections. They are the gift that has enabled me to not only find my voice, but also to find comfort with my silence.
If there was only one thing I could wish for every young woman on this planet it would be this – to have their lives filled with the same type of beautiful, crazy souls that inhabit mine. In this wish is acceptance, love, understanding, laughter, and peace…in this wish is the sisterhood that sustains the soul of a woman.
Thank you to all my girls – you are the secret to my success and my sanity…my knowing smile and my tempered patience…my self-assurance and my forgiveness of imperfection…you are the part of me I like the very best.
Day one thousand three hundred and five of the new forty – obla di obla da