The ones who worked hard, played tough, and did the things that no one thought they should or could. The women who broke out, broke in, broke the mold. The moms, the sisters, the daughters, the really good friends. Thanks for everything you do that made me everything I’ve become.
You’re too many to name, but this one is for you.
When my oldest daughter, all of 3 and wise beyond her years saw this as I was sharing it with her dad, she got a huge smile on her face. “I’m a girl,” she said.
“Yes, you are.”
“I can kick. I can run. Watch me Mommy, Watch me Daddy.” And she proceeded to put her heart and soul into all of it. I’m guarding that spirit and tenacity with my life.