Lisa-Jo put up a challenge: Write a blog post in 5 minutes. That’s it. No editing, no thinking, just write. This week’s prompt was “The Women.”
Seriously, this was so difficult for me. I actually wrote two…because the first one freaked me out. Things came out of me that I didn’t realize were there, but I didn’t feel like it was appropriate for me to share with the entire blogosphere. So, I started my timer again and this is what came out next. Still raw, but not so…scary.
I’ve always had a hard time with women. Vulnerability translated to weakness, and I come from strong women. Women that have a ribbon of steel wrapped around their spine. Steel that grew there from discovering the pain that comes with vulnerability.
So I became one of those girls who was friends with the guys.
“I just fit better here.”
A lie told to cover up my insecurities, my fear of failure at all things girly. My body was wrong, my clothes were wrong, I was wrong. And yet I’d watch. My desire to be part of a group of girlfriends lay dormant. I had my group and I was the queen bee.
Then marriage came, and I had questions and longings to be around other women. Women who could tell me I was normal for being emotional. For those who understood, and would nod, instead of needing me to spell out what I couldn’t put into words.
Slowly, one-by-one, they worked their way into my tough exterior, sticking like burs in my side. They are the ones I can turn to, the ones I can trust. Through their friendship and encouragement I learned to trust and to lean in.
They’re the women.
Happy Friday everyone!
Do you have anything fun planned?