There is a relationship a woman has with her girls that cannot compare to any other relationship she will have with any other group of friends—ever. Ask any girl. We all have a group chat where we talk about every single thing under the sun in the time spam of an hour and still manage to have 600 more topics to talk about on the next day. Our group chats are where we hold our most juicy gossip, depressing stories, craziest screenshots, planned schedules…it is where we are our most vulnerable but our strongest at the same time. Those girls who I share my craziest memories and thoughts with are the ones I will appreciate for the rest of my life.
Every Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and Snapchat post does not justify how much I appreciate the memories and experiences my girls have given to me. First off, they have taught me that every friend is meant to be kept around for a different reason. Partying, crying, eating, venting, studying, venturing out… each of my girls gives me the opportunity to experience something new every day. I never say it, but each of them has a trait I wish I had. I surround myself with the strongest and most dedicated girls I have ever encountered; in fact, some of the best lessons I have learned are from these girls. They make me want to jump off of cliffs—even though I cannot swim—because those girls believe in me and in an exciting life that is one worth living. And because we obviously need to post a cute picture on Instagram. They keep me alive. Without my girls, I would not know what “living life” actually means. I could fall 100 times or bawl my eyes out while on the phone with one of you at 3 in the morning. However, as long as am getting up 101 times and doing everything in my power to smile the next morning, I am living life better than I ever have. My girls have taught me that. Through my friends’ eyes, I have the potential to be whoever I want and to succeed in whatever I want to as long as I keep a positive mindset. Once my girls believe in me, my courage builds 10 times stronger than I could ever imagine. Through all the Instagram comments, Twitter retweets and group chat shenanigans, my girls always make sure to keep me excited as much as possible. How could someone have the confidence they need in order to keep their head up during their worst days if they do not have their girls to help them do that?
My girls, my best friends, my sisters, my roommates… however I categorize them, they are my lifelong support. Regardless if they were sitting criss-cross applesauce with me on the mats in the classroom, cheering for me in the stands during my games in high school, visiting me at work, or supporting me while I was clearly the most miserable person in the room after an exhausting class in college, every one of my girls has helped me get through a different stage in my life and has provided me the best memories to take from those times. I love my girls because, no matter what happened in the past and what is to come in the future, I know they will always have my back and allow me to have theirs. One hundred forty Twitter characters minus the characters taken away by the photos (because yes, you always have to post a picture of you and your girls when writing about your love toward them) is not enough to express how thankful I am for my girls—not that any amount could ever.
