Something to Chew On
/My crew is full of women—blood, step, adopted, and honorary. I’m the oldest of an all-girls family, and, at one point, even all of our pets were female. It’s always been loud, and my dad is always outnumbered unless his sons-in-law are around. You’d think that growing up around that much estrogen would be a tumultuous environment, but we’ve always thrived in it. My people are hilarious, genuine, and supportive. Our communal strength comes from years of cheering each other on, giving life advice, and being humbled in ways that only a sister can provide. These women shape how I see the world and myself.
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