Some friendships last a lifetime. And then some don’t.
I’ve been lucky. I found my core circle back in secondary school: my Senators. One of our mums called us that, and it stuck. We’ve laughed, cried, prayed, celebrated, and held each other accountable for years.
Some of us are married now, some are running businesses, some are climbing the corporate ladder. But the prayer remains the same: may our children know each other, and may we never lose the bond that made us sisters.
Being a social butterfly, I also have Uni friends I call sisters; incredible women who have been there through thick and thin. Together, we navigate life, love, and ambition. We celebrate each other fiercely, but we also know how to keep our guard up.
Lessons in Betrayal
I’ve had my share of surprises.
A close friendship I had with my cousin that I thought would never end crumbled. Someone I once called my “twin” crossed a line I didn’t think possible. In her words: “Girl, if you give me the permission to, I’ll rock his world.”
We were like sisters. I was stunned, not just by the comment, but by what it revealed. Something shifted in that moment, and eventually, I chose distance.
These moments teach you something crucial: wisdom in friendships isn’t just about love; it’s also about discernment. It’s about knowing who will walk away and who can walk with you.
Yes, I have lost some very close friendships, but I have also found myself forming new ones.
An older cousin who breathes life into me every time we talk; I call her “Mother Dragon.” She sparks fire and reminds me exactly who I am.
That’s the beauty of womanhood: some women support you; others challenge you. Some stand beside you, others push you to rise higher.
Mentors: The Women Who Move Mountains
Then there’s mentorship. My former CEO, a force to be reckoned with, a woman who moves with vision, precision, and authority.
She saw potential in me that I hadn’t recognised yet. I didn’t understand her words at the time, but now, everything she predicted, everything she encouraged, is quietly unfolding.
Being mentored by women like her teaches you what real influence is.
It’s about discipline and consistency. It’s about commanding respect through competence and character. It shapes you from the inside and gives you the courage to step into spaces you didn’t even know you belonged in.
Friendship, Power, and Growth
Friendship can be messy sometimes.
But real connections teach you, sharpen you, and remind you of the kind of woman you are destined to be: one of grace, substance, strength, and influence.
Mentorship is the quiet engine behind our growth.
Friends are the mirrors we need to see our best and worst. And both remind you that life is too short to settle for anything less than women who elevate you and men who respect the space you’ve carved for yourself.
So, here’s what I know: hold onto your Senators. Protect your circle. Embrace mentors. And be wise enough to walk away from what doesn’t serve you; your peace is worth protecting.
This March, I celebrate my women: the sisters, the mentors, the friends who push me, correct me, and love me anyway. And I hope you’ll take a moment to celebrate the women in your life, too.
At the end of the day, real influence, love, and growth all start with the people who walk with you not the ones who stand in your way.
