I want to share the stories of real women, the “gals next door”, that I have encountered or admired from near and afar, who have NEVER BEEN THAT GIRL to sit within discomfort or unhappiness in order to please others. I want to acknowledge the women who have bared arms to protect the joy, laughter and dreams of the little girl that still lives within. I want to celebrate the women who have refused to exist inside the box placed on their lives by lovers, loved ones, or colleagues, and have dared to live within the castle built by their OWN blood, sweat, and tears (… ok … and perhaps fueled by a good whiskey or wine). May their stories give you hope, peace and courage on your journey.