(If you sang the title instead of reading it, you are my people.)
In honor of International Women’s Day, I would be remiss to neglect the opportunity to shout out to the ladies.
To the ladies are hustling day in and out chasing your dreams, I see you. Get after it, sister! Seeing you succeed creates space and possibility for me to chase my own dreams!
To the ladies that raised us, we will not take lightly your lessons and sacrifices. Thank you for loving us so well.
To the ladies surrounded by littles that need you for all of the things all of the time. I see you and salute you in solidarity with matching mystery stains on our shirts. (They tell us it’s just a phase and we will miss this one day. In the mean time, invest in caffeine and Tide-To-Go pens.)
To the ladies that wince with longing for the chance to be surrounded by littles when you’ve only been faced with the single line month after month, I see you and know there’s no good or easy answer, but you are not alone.
To the ladies with “littles” that are now standing eye-to-eye with you, with their heavy sighs, less than discrete eye rolls, and declarations that you’re “the worst”… you’re not. May the odds be ever in your favor.
To the ladies raising parents and running interference for doctor’s appointments and procedures, who are trying to find balance in being a daughter, wife, and mother, I see you and the worry and questions you carry.
To the ladies that refuse to be slave to the curse of generational statistics, DO. NOT. GIVE. UP. I see you. The battle is yours to win.
To the ladies waking up dark and early to have a moment to and for themselves before all of the world needs something from you, I see you. Protect that space you’ve carved out. It’s more vital than most know or understand.
To the ladies that find solace in the shower to let the tears flow freely because “it” has taken so much from you. You didn’t ask for this. You don’t want a “new normal” when the old normal was just fine… I see you, and I love you.
Ladies, we are incredible, strong, compassionate, fierce beings. We can do amazing things. But we cannot run this race solo. It’s when we attempt to insulate and isolate ourselves that the lies, fears, and insecurity can begin to take root. But authentic friendship (the kind that shows up with a cup of coffee and says, “you can say as much or as little as you’d like,” is life-giving. We can borrow strength, courage, and faith when our brains are full, our hearts are overwhelmed, and tanks are low.
Can I tell you that for me, it is FAR easier to go to my people when they need me than it is to allow my people to see when I’m hurting and struggling. I rationalize it with “I don’t want to make a big deal about it”, “they have a lot going on right now”, etc. etc. But for the sake of full disclosure, it’s a nice way to mask pride (I can handle this on my own) and insecurity (if they really knew me, I’d be too much/not enough). Both of those statements are lies from the pit.
Do you have women in your life that you allow to see you? That are allowed to call your bluff when you’re “fine”?
Find your tribe, pod, squad, or crew- be it the 1, 3, or 12. Find them, be real with them, and love them hard. To the women that have and continue to love me, thank you.
(One of my favorite articles on female friendships and the inspiration for the image above can be found here: https://wednesdaymorningwhispers.com/female-friendships/15/ )