I know lots of women.
Women who have been with me through thick and thin.
Women who give more than they take from me and women who take more than they give me.
Women I met casually and later became one of my nearest and dearest.
Women at a distance to whom I feel close.
Women I don’t see a lot of but still love.
Women who have used me.
Women at a distance who stay there, their desire or mine.
Women with whom I share a cultural frame of reference.
Women who know the family secrets.
Women who claim the title BFF but don’t give enough to merit it.
Women with whom I love to travel—-the world and through life.
Women who are coffee and a movie dates.
Women who’ve disappeared from my life without a trace for a reason or no reason at all.
Women I’ve known only online (so far) but with whom I share some kind of special bond.
Women who are way older than me and women who are younger.
I know a lot of women.
Women have come and gone over the years, but the ones who stick?
Girlfriends. That’s who they are.
There’s a beauty in having a girlfriend with whom you share…something. Because girlfriends are all about sharing.
And today I’m celebrating my girlfriends. All of them. If I call you my girlfriend, well, that means I think you’re something special.
I hope you know who you are.
Love you all bigtime. And thank your for the rich texture you bring to my life.