our lives changed because they had to, and that the real magic of the pants was in bearing witness to all of this and in somehow holding us together when it felt like nothing would ever be the same again.
But we know now that no matter how far we traveled on our own separate paths, somehow we would always find out way back to each other. And with that, we could get through anything.
To us. Who we were, and who we are. And who we'll be. To the pants. And the sisterhood. And this moment, and the rest of our lives. Together and apart.