I have an amazing group of girlfriends and sisters, and a wonderful mom.
I am blessed.
When something is going wrong in my life (and I tend to be a drama queen so this might be a daily thing but, at the same time, I am also a pretty positive person so good luck to you if you’re my friend because I’m a conundrum), I turn to my friends. I turn to my sisters. I turn to my mom.
And if it is a case in which I was wronged, WRONGED I tell you, or something was unjustified, or someone was – heaven forbid – mean to me, I turn to my girlfriends (sisters and mom included in this from here on out to ease my typing fingers) no matter what.
Because they listen.
Not only do they listen, they nod. And they tilt their heads. And they say things like: