Relaxed on the beach, glass of wine in one hand and gooey, sweet s'mores in the other. Best friend nestled next to me, sharing laughs and cherishing the sound of the crashing waves just a few yards away.
When a colleague asked me how it was seeing my college roommate this weekend after spending 3 (unnecessary) years apart, I could only summarize our visit by simply saying "I fell in love with her all over again."
There are many degrees of female friendship in this world. I myself would say I am blessed to celebrate a variety of women who have touched my life and continue to bring joy and light, understanding and kinship to my days. Some friendships are my go-tos, while others might be less expected. Some have a long and detailed history, and some have a lighter vibe. I love them all in their own unique ways, of course, but the kinds that are my absolute favorites are the ones you don't ever, ever have to doubt. Those that have seen you at your most vulnerable and have embodied the core of empathy in their compassionate reception; that have acknowledged your "weird" and proudly reciprocated by showcasing their own in kind.
The friends that make me fall in love with them time and time again simply by being themselves and holding space for me to be me? These are the ones to hold on to...(and the ones I better not have to wait another 3 years to hug again...)