Sisterhood: Foreva, Foreva-eva, Foreva-eva?
I got a frann that is always down for a frolic. Whether it’s late-night Wendy’s runs to satisfy pregnancy cravings, or eating fried pollock in a Popeyes parking lot before we shut down a Target - the good sis is always down! Early in our friendship we spent a lot of time wandering the aisles of Target just talking. We had been vibing long enough for me to pick up that she wasn’t okay. She often just shares but this day she was desperate to avoid talking in general. I really can’t remember what I said to her, but we went from looking at mugs (one of her favorite things) to her crying in my arms. Womanhood was trying to wear her out, but we got to share a “this is sisterhood” moment in the middle of a Target. If you haven’t already gathered, I stan for my girl gang. Our text threads go from kiki’s to the most vulnerable topics. We flow like that because these relationships offer us the safety to be the best, worst, and most broken versions of ourselves. Sometimes it’s these moments ...