I love my sorority more than I let on. 

I may not go to Sixth, I don't wear a large t-shirt every day and it's not an uncommon occurrance when someone only finds out I'm in a sorority months after meeting me for the first time. God forbid you find me at a frat party, and if you do, take pictures. It will probably be a while until you can convince me to go to another one. 

None of this means I don't love my sorority as much as the next person, I just tend to show it in a way that's different from others. I'm the kind of person who is fearlessly independent, always pretending I don't need a shoulder to lean on when most of the times, I do. Luckily enough, I have hundreds of shoulders to choose from. 

Without my sisters I would have never discovered a lot of things about myself. I wouldn't have had the drive or willpower to make it through some of my toughest experiences in college thus far. 

Like the time my freshman roommate's drunk high school friend burst through the dorm door and I woke up to the sound of her throwing up in my room. My sorority sister saved me by letting me sleep in her roommate's bed. (Until her roommate got home and we had to share her twin pullout bed.) 

Without my big, I wouldn't have been able to survive the breakup with my high school sweetheart. I would have never discovered Whataburger's Honey Butter Chicken Biscuits, and I would probably have a lot more money in my bank account. But that's okay, shopping always was the best therapy for us. 

I know I can call my little any day, any time, and they will be there for me whether it's an ear to listen, a shoulder to cry on or a hand to hold as we walk through Target buying everything we didn't come there for. I'm not sure how, but they can even get me to cuddle with them even though they know well how much I hate it. 

It's moments like these that make me appreciate the organization I am a part of, and weeks like recruitment week that remind me just how big of a deal this sisterhood is in my life. I have fought with these girls like sisters, I have showed my true colors to these girls like sisters and I have loved these sisters. In return, they have shaped me into the young woman I am today and inspire me when I feel like I can't possibly take another step forward.

Even when I'm not sporting my letters, I'm still loving my sisters. Loving their sweet hearts, loving their dedication and loving their impact on my life.