Like a breath of fresh air, new friends can come into your life and ignite a fire you forgot you had. They can remind you of who you are, who you were as you share your stories, and who you want to be.

It’s an energy that we, as women, can inspire within each other.

It’s a vibe.

It’s hours that disappear while we sit sharing the best and worst of us.

“I survived because the fire that burned inside of me was brighter than the fire that burned around me.”

I put fires out all day long. I have become the ultimate problem-solver, house-manager, and schedule-keeper.

And somedays, on a few blessed days, I get to put it down and remember who the fuck I am.

Amen, Sisters!