Girls have a bad rap for being catty, manipulative, and gossipy. Some girls can be. For a long time, I believed that pretty much all girls were.
All girls, of course, except my BFF, who has always amazed me with her sincerity, honesty, and straight-forwardness. I have a vivid memory of getting to the bus stop in high school to have her immediately say, “Lauren, what is up with your hair? Let me fix it.” While other girls might pretend that my hair was fabulous and talk about it behind my back, B just told it like it was, then helped me recover.
We had a sweet little foursome of buddies in sixth grade. My summer in between elementary school and junior high was a lot like the movie Now and Then. (Perhaps this is why I love the movie so much.)
After that, other girl friends came and went, but B has been constant since we met on her driveway at 10 years old. Because she wasn’t like other girls. Or rather, she wasn’t like my perception of other girls. So other than B, I usually surrounded myself with guy friends.
And then I chose my college. Clarke. It is not an exaggeration to say that Clarke is 75% female.
I did move into the only co-ed dorm for freshmen students — one wing of girls, the rest boys. (Probably because if they made the building all male, they’d have no place to house all the female students.)
At Clarke, I learned to love my female friends. I am not sure if it was the abundance of women to choose from, the fact that my college friends are so ridiculously amazing, or that college was the time when we finally came into our own and started to figure out who we really are. More than likely, it was some combination of those things.
I love my Clarke girls (and Melissa, too!).
And now, I work for an organization that pretty much only employs women… AND I LOVE IT.
I’m glad I finally came around. I can’t imagine life without the love, support, and endless laughs I share with my girlfriends.
…and now… an excessive amount of photos.