I used to be a guy's girl. Most of my friends were male, I didn't have many close girlfriends, I didn't particularly like girls. I thought they were mostly catty and gossipy and mean.
I'm not sure when that changed, but when I look at the names in my "favorites" list on my phone, or think about my plans last weekend, or need to talk to a friend, the girls on the list far outnumber the boys.
I was having a rough night last night, and I called my best friend just to talk. I think she could hear something in my voice ('cause chicks are in tune like that) and she said she was coming over. I protested a little bit, because I didn't want her to have to drive all the way over from downtown, but ultimately I said yes, please, come over. And it helped enormously - in fact, sitting in my backyard with a beer, my dog and my friend, I was so appreciative of my life that it became really difficult to remember why I was upset in the first place.
Maybe it used to be a badge of honor for me, being a tomboy. Maybe I just had less emotions. Maybe I didn't have as many boy problems, and therefore didn't need girlfriends to share them with. Whatever the case may be, I really couldn't be happier to have such an amazing group of strong, wise, wonderful women in my life.
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and we are all lucky to have you as well.
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