I’m so thankful for sisterhood. I’m thankful for all of my sisterfriends I’ve acquired since moving to DC 5 years ago. You all have truly been a blessing to my life and really are my new family.
I’m also thankful for my line sisters. We recently celebrated 10 years together. We went to a ski resort up a mountain yall. It was like this:
And I was like this:
No yall serious up. I tried to chew gum so that my ears wouldn’t pop, but that didn’t work. Had me lookin like…
Ok I’m done with the gifs yall 🙂
But no serious up I meant to post this sooner, but being that it’s Founder’s Day and I’m thinking of my line sisters, I just wanna take a moment to reflect on my AKA journey.
Admittedly, initially, my primary thoughts were along the lines of, “What in the hell did I get myself into?” And there were days that I wanted to just be like ‘f*%k it!’ and just flat out quit. It’s not easy getting a group of very strong-willed opinionated young ladies together, and it’s a damn near impossible feat to get said group to work together in harmony. Aaaah, the fights, the lemon squeezes, and we did have a lot of those lemon squeezes. But above it all, everything could be solved by just getting you a tight doobie and dressing up and wearing heels on Wednesdays, right??
Fast forward to 10 years later. We’re all so different now (well most of us anyways ;)) But no it’s nice to see how we’ve all grown into the women that we are today. Through good times and bad, we’ve all been able to support each other in our own unique ways. Above all, for the most part, we’re still together as a line despite so many odds being against us. I’m proud of who we turned out to be as a line and I’m proud of the relationship that we have with each other because despite what it is or what it isn’t, it is authentic.
“I’m proud to say that I’m AKA and on my sisters I can depend”