I'm feeling so thankful for women; for the work of women, the help and protection we give to each other. I feel like I just glimpsed the real maturity of womanhood at my MomCo group.
I lost my major girlhood friendships about 6 years ago to the final nail of jealousy and betrayal and meanness. I had enough and walked away and I've been lost ever since. It was the biggest heartbreak-- more than any relationship. Thinking I could never be friends with women again.
Now I'm a mom and have never needed women more. My own mom has been my rock-- she sees what I need and helps without asking, she wants me to have it easier than she did, she carries my heart when it's heavy but doesn't ever let me quit.
I finally found a group of women in the real world, and here, that are so meaningful to me. What's a woman? An adult human female who has learned and grown from the lessons of girlhood, that painful petty jealousy and comparison, the heartbreaks and the physical struggle of femaleness... now to help and heal the hearts of the women around her, all of us trying to make life better for the rest of us. We see each other in a world that doesn't see us. I love us.
Small things: I will help that mom whose kid is melting down, give her patience and a joke. I will invite my elderly neighbor for coffee. I will give up my spot in line for the pregnant woman. I'll keep an eye on the girls walking home from a school, on the woman loading her car with her back to the parking lot, and on who is in the bathroom.
Big things: I will listen and believe her. I will show interest in her hobbies. I will be attentive to her children. I'll be excited for her victories. I'll be easy to contact and easy to schedule. I'll be a lockbox for secrets. I'll always carry tissues. I'll complain so she can too. I'll share my knowledge and ask for hers.
What a lovely post ❤️🌹 may good things come your way!