From the Outside Looking in You Can't Understand It...

...From the Inside Looking Out You Can't Explain It

Three years I've devoted myself to a group of girls, going through ups and downs and everything in between...I still can't even explain it to myself. I just got home from sitting with a group of sisters and we just talked and talked about so many different things. I felt so connected, so comfortable, and so at home. I sat here for a good 10 minutes, searching for a nice "sisterhood" quote to tweet and everything seems to fall short. 140 characters did as well, so I sit here writing this blog post with no rhyme nor reason instead.

I can't express enough how much I love my sisters and our organization. Everyone always says you make your true friends in college and I didn't believe it back then, but after three years, I finally see it. Not in a million years did I ever think that a group of girls could "get" me...that I could feel so passionate and compassionate about a group of people who are so different than myself. Granted, I regrettably cannot say that I know each and every one of them like the back of my hand, but I can say with great honesty that if they needed me I would drop everything and be there in a heartbeat.

Tears come to my eyes just thinking about how much love I receive from these girls and the insurmountable love I didn't think I could give. When I first started out, I had no idea I was getting myself into. I thought that it'd just be a nice way to meet new people and grow socially. I have done those things and have gained so much more. I've gone and done things I never thought I could ever do. I've met some of the most amazing people with the biggest hearts in this world. It breaks my heart to know that my time spent with them will be much more limited in the future. I may not be graduating this semester, but I can see the end of my activeship approaching. Although the late night elections are miserable and the 4am LipSync practices can be dreadful, it's those kinds of things that I'm going to miss the most.

There's so much to be missed, so many memories I won't be able to make with them. Sorority honestly is what keeps me going in school despite the drama it entails or its distractions and limitations on other things I should get done. My sisters are the family I never had, the drive that keeps me going, the warmth of loving arms.

If any of my younger active sisters are reading this, I implore you to go to everything and BE there at every event 110%. Even if you're not invited, invite yourself because you'll regret later for not being there to make those memories. Look within yourself and find the drive to push yourself to new heights in and outside of the organization. Love and respect one another enough to tell each other the truth no matter how hard it can be. Don't let the petty things get between you because none of that matters in the end. What does matter is the fact that you're sisters, and you're bonded with this connection that no one else can say that they have.