At my bookclub's last meeting (and yes we use bookclub loosely as just a group of young women who enjoy each other's kindred spirits and company) one of our newbies to the city shared that her godmom called women in her life like us her Power Sisters.
And at a crosswords in many relationships, she hit me deep when she added that these woman can constantly rotate and come back around for a second go round. Me and the girls met up to send of our fly own Ari, who is off to study in Italy for the summer.
We laughed loud at Tillman's (well not as loud as the chick across the room, who we cut eyes at and we all knew if the situation were reverse and we were the minority in an establishment best believe the Maitre' D would be all up in our faces. . .ahh well)
I am so excited for my traveling homies. And now I really feel like the little kid in line for a roller coaster just whispering "when is it going to be my turn?"
But the beauty of great friends is its all our turn when one of us does anything great.
Bon Voyage to Ari!