My Sisters

Early in the semester, I wrote one of my blogs about how angry and disappointed I was with events that had transpired in my sorority.

This past weekend was our initiation weekend. It was amazing.

I had another sudden moment of clarity, while we were all bearing our souls to each other, and now I will try to share that dawning of comprehension with you.

The question was: “what is something in or about DZ that you are grateful for?”



I am grateful that DZ is a rollercoaster ride. My mom has always said that life is a rollercoaster, and that the low points make the high points higher.

Let’s face the truth. We don’t get along all of the time. In fact, we can be cruel to one another, and say some really mean things.

I think it is funny that I learn the most when there are problems, and when life isn’t easy.

Last semester, Erika and I almost killed each other, and yet, here we are still friends. A few days ago, Baxter and I had a huge fight over text messaging, and yet two hours later we were fine.

What is so amazing about us is that we don’t give up. So many people just stop trying when life gets hard, people will just drop their friends when life gets rough and they start fighting.

I have so many “ex best friends” it’s disgusting.

That is what is so amazing about us. No matter how we treat each other, we can move on and be fine. As soon as we get all of those thoughts and feelings out of our system, we move on.

I am grateful that each semester is so different. Each semester, the people we are close to change. I never would have thought a year ago, that Bianca and I would be going grocery shopping together and actually be able to have a conversation the whole time.

I’m grateful that we truly are sisters. No matter what happens and how much we hate each other one day, we can still come together to help each other.

This semester was extremely hard on this house. I’m proud and grateful of the fact, that I can look around this room and say that you really are my sisters. We’ve pulled through everything and we are stronger and better for it.

If any of you ever need anything – I don’t care if it’s three in the morning and you are stuck in the middle of nowhere – call me and I’ll be there. I’m grateful that I feel like I can say the same thing about every woman in this room.

Thank you guys for that.

Here's to the boys who lost me

Tonight, as I was driving home after seeing the boyfriend, I stumbled upon a surprising realization: I haven’t truly been single since I was 15. I mean, yes, I have been single, but there has always been some kind of intimate male presence in my life.

This sudden awareness of my past led me on an interesting path through the last six years. It is amazing how painful an event can be while you are in the midst of it, and yet, years later, looking back upon those days, you can be grateful that whatever transpired did happen.

For the past year and a half, I have been furious at my ex. I was betrayed, abused, and he left me broken hearted and confused. Tonight, as I drove home, I forgave him. I realized that as painful as all that was, I wouldn’t be with my current boyfriend, and finally happy, if he hadn’t pushed me to the breaking point.

Looking back, I realized that if I hadn’t been with any of them, I never would have met the next one. As much as I despise many of them, I’ve decided to get over it. If it weren’t for my mistakes, I wouldn’t be my amazing self now.

To all the jackasses that I’ve had in my past: thank you for being undeserving butt heads, because I’ve finally realized how truly amazing I am, and how much I deserve from whoever I choose to be with.

Thank you.