The bond of sisterhood is unreal.
Whether I’m having the best day ever or it as been one heck of a week and I just need a shoulder to cry on, I know I can count of a number of my super sisters to be there for me to vent, cry, or not say a word and just watch The Notebook and cry it out. Through the good or bad, we never have to face it alone.
The compassion that lies in my sisters hearts is ever present.
My sisters aren’t just a present support system, they are an active one. We have a Pledge Class GroupMe and I know if I posted and said I was having a bad day I would have 50+ girls pick me up and genuinely care about my life. I never understood what girls meant when they said that the bond of sisterhood runs so deep until I was personally involved and experienced that encourage meant and love first hand.
The constant companionship in my sisters.
I never have to worry about eating alone, going to the library solo or getting a ride to any function. The friendships I have made in my Greek organization are second to none and will always trump the rest. Not only are we super close friends, but we share a bond so deep in our sisterhood that we could never leave a sister behind to fend for herself. The constant companionship is something truly inspiring in my sisters that I cherish every single day of my college career and I will cry rivers when I graduate and have to say ‘See ya later’ to some of the most amazing and influential women I have ever had the honor of knowing.
The never ending stories and adventures.
There is never an award silence when I’m with my sisters. Whether its bringing everyone up to speed with boyfriends/potential baes or just talking about that professor that is truly out to get you and never wants you to succeed in life. And we are always doing something fun. Whether it is climbing on top of buildings to watch the sunrise, roaming around sketchy parts of town and creepy old cemeteries, or jut walking across campus to class, every day is adventure with my sisters and I have them to that for the many college stories I will tell my children one day.
The cute ‘srat’ pics and fun events.
It never fails that there will always be a million cute (or not so cute) pics taken at every function or event. I have a whole album of sorority pics from freshman year and it has to be 1,000+ pics of me and my sisters. And of course we always rock the ‘sorority hand hold,’ the typical Big/Little stack pics showing off your perfect little and even more amazing fam. No matter where we go, you can always bet that a pic will be taken. You’re welcome dad for all the pics;)
The opportunity to serve an amazing philanthropy and community.
The volunteer opportunities and ability to openly serve my community with such servant hearted sisters makes the work seem more like a bonding experience. While doing good for our community, we love on each other and share the love we have for each other to our community and it is contagious.
The individual growth and constant reminder to hold myself and my sisters to a higher standard.
Our symphony encourages me every single day to live my life to a higher standard to best represent my sisterhood and it is something I hold near and dear to my heart. I have a framed copy on my bathroom counter so I see it every morning as I brush my teeth and get ready to start my day and it encourages me that when I joined this sisterhood, I no longer represented just my self, but something much greater than myself. This sisterhood saw and continues to see something in me that can make a difference in someone else’s life and that is why I get the amazing privilege of being a part of it.
