This week has been packed with the sort of women who make one glad to be counted among the rank and file of femininity. Some are well-educated, others are well-heeled. Many are mothers. Many are wives. Some are up the street and one a long plane flight away. Our contact has come via e-mail, blog, phone, Facebook, over coffee, during a photo shoot, by the pool, in
the car, over dinner, sitting in an emergency room, and while sorting laundry... just to name a few of the locations where The Women have been found this week.
Whatever the setting, it is a pleasure to catch up, dream, discuss, pray, and just generally to enjoy that precious substance
labelled friendship. The little plaques proclaiming "Good women: May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them." are perhaps trite, but they do resonate. The common adventures of the sisterhood form a bond perhaps a tad bit elusive and foreign to Team Testosterone. Happy Post-Mother's Day.
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This makes me want to hug my girlfriends, my daughter and send a hug up to heaven for my mom.
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