January 27, 2013
In the midst of emotional fluctuation, I was given a moment of sunshine while I was taking my masses of laundry out of the dryer. I cannot comprehend how lonely and misplaced I would have been if I were not in Theta. Rushing is by far one of the most rewarding and most defining decisions I’ve made, not only in college, but I’d like to be so bold as to say my entire life.
I need a strong community of women around me. I always have: from my family full of girls, to my surplus of female friends, to my all-girl dorm. Starting the day they told me that the girls in my recruitment group would become my best friends [They were right], to now living in the same dorm as them, I’m so lucky. I’m even grateful for the sister who sensed at the Bid Day party that I was upset. And I was, but I’m not anymore. Not even close.
I thought to myself that if I can convince my little sisters to rush, I will have done right by them as a sister. The aversion to Greek life, once so strong in me, lives on in them, and I want to show them, prove to them how grateful I am for this experience and for this sisterhood.