Last night, Sarah, Steph, Crooked Eyebrow, Arianne and I went to dinner and then we went to see Sex and the City.

At dinner, we celebrated our friendship, I think, with laughter and stories and just being us.  We celebrated Crooked Eyebrow’s birthday, (which is today)with margaritas and singing.

Then we headed off to the theatre, us girls.  And we watched this movie and these characters that we love, and we laughed and cried.  It was a great movie.

But as we sat, us girls side by side, and we watched the hardship and struggles that Miranda, Samantha, Charlotte and Carrie had been through, I thought about the girls beside me, I thought about me.

I thought about how we, in our early twenties, lived as women in their twenties typically live, somewhat carefree, somewhat simply and sometimes, just waiting for something bigger.

I thought about each of us and the personal struggles each of us have, whether one of us has lost our children, or had a difficult marriage, or their child or children are dealing with an illness of some sort, or watching our own children struggle.  I thought about how at one point in our recent lives, we all felt broken and scared, unsure of what the next day would bring.  But with each new day we took our steps, carefully, in the direction of personal healing. 

Some days are easy.  Some days are not. 

We may not have the beautiful bodies, the perfect skin, the shiny hair and Manolo Blahniks, but as woman, we are all kinda the same as the girls on the screen.

With each new day we learn who we are, we gain strength, we grow in love and somehow, without even trying, we become better.

And as hard as life can be sometimes, sometimes, when surrounded by friends of strength, sometimes it’s better than the excellent movie we are watching.

It’s funny how when watching a good movie, the scene on the screen can bring you to tears because it makes you think of your own life, the good and the bad.  But what’s even better is looking beside you and knowing you are not alone. 

I realized, while sitting and watching, that it wasn’t just us, but the entire theatre, that was filled with women, we all have our stories and struggles.  And whether you know the person next to you or not, you have a special bond.

It’s a beautiful thing. 

Being a girl is pretty awesome, if you ask me.  And getting older is a lot better than I thought it would be.

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