The fight is never over, at least on this side of eternity.
We fight our inner demons, insecurities, pettiness, fears, and inadequacies for most of our teens and twenties. In our thirties, things feel more settled, but there are larger battles with which to contend.
Social injustices.
Economic inequalities.
Friends' lives teetering precariously, on the brink of just OK and much better.
I feel like I've been fighting for my friends lately--my girlfriends who are worth so much and are beautiful to behold, but may not always feel or recognize it.
There is a lot in this world that wants to bring us down, ladies. Sometimes we just need to tell evil and the devil to get the fuck out of our lives. And don't forget: the best way to chase out darkness is to let the light in.
"Behind every successful woman is a man who prays," a friend proclaimed recently. Brothers, would you stand up and fight for the women in your life and champion their integrity, strength, and happiness?
The fight thickens. Who will join us?
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