I say it often, “I don’t know how I got so lucky…”
When I’m talking about my friends. Or my family. I say, “I don’t know why I got these blessings.” Because really… I don’t.
But the thing I can say for myself… it is something I definitely don’t take for granted. My tribe. I love them. Because my friends freaking rock.
I know great people. I’m not bragging. I’m being totally honest. Like great examples of people. Incredible humans. Women who don’t just use the words “I’m on your team” but women who actually live those words. Women who aren’t judgmental or looking out just for their own selves. Women who are truly genuinely good people. And that, my friends, is awesome.
From sorority sisters to blood sisters. Sisters in law to sistas from other mistas. Friends from college… friends with knowledge. Friends who are younger. Friends who are older. From Godmothers to tough mothas. From bosses to boss bitches. I have gotten to know the best women. And I continue to meet more. And more.
I love love love my husband. But man oh man… a girl needs her girlfriends. (And those pics are just a few… to those who know you’re my people and aren’t pictured, expect a photo request from me. Soon.)
There’s something totally insanely fantastic about people knowing you’re crazy and just hopping on board that train with you. There’s something about knowing people who want the very best for you. Who would seriously go all friend-bear on anyone who wasn’t supportive of you. Who just completely likes you for exactly who you are and even wants to help you be successful.
And there’s something about a gal who will meet up with you on the interstate. In a car. To catch up. And dream. And drink coffee. And talk about being a mom. And a wife. And the 90s coming back to Targets everywhere. And laugh. And laugh. And laugh. And laugh.
Tribe. It’s a new word for an old concept. Togetherness. Community. Acceptance. Love. And understanding. And of course… friendship. Having each other’s back. A mutual respect. And knowing that no matter what — college, marriage, breakups, babies, loss, sickness, and everything in between — you have your tribe. And they have you. From the 90’s, ’00s, and beyond.
And I have to say, if my tribe was attracted by my vibe, I can only hope I give these gorgeous people as much as they’ve given me… or at least I’ll spend my life trying.
