Sororities and fraternities pretty much have a bad reputation most
of the time. With all the movies, Saturday night live skits, news coverage, and
hazing ridiculousness, the Greek organizations often fulfill their infamous
stereotypes. I, myself, poke fun when I sheepishly admit that I joined a very well-known
sorority in college. But what people don't take into account are the benefits
of being a part of Greek life. One of them being the people you meet and
friendships you make that can last a lifetime.
I graduated from college almost 20 years
ago and the friendships I made in my sorority are ones I still treasure to this
day. The memories of our time living in the dorm together, dressing up for
formals, going to parties, laughing at the antics of the frat boys, are all fun
to reminisce about but the bonds have grown stronger since we have graduated. It’s
the weddings we have shared together, the birthdays, baby showers, kid
functions, Christmas parties, even the funerals and other milestones that have
made these woman so important to me. It’s being able to appreciate the lines
that are etched a little deeper in our faces, because of the many joyful events
as well as the sorrows we have had to endure. It's accepting each other for who
were are and respecting the different journeys we are all on. It's knowing that
I might not see them often but when I do it’s like wrapping myself up in warm
fuzzy blanket of comfort. Being a part of a sorority is sometimes what you see
on TV, but for me it has been sharing life, tears, laughter, joy, heartache,
with some pretty AMAZING people! Calling them sisters is not too strong
of a word for how I feel about them.
Why is my blog called Quiet Defiance? I am by far not quiet. I can be a whole lot of defiant. But the two together seems like an oxymoron. This is my story that mostly happened behind closed doors. Many of these struggles happened without a lot of words or talk. Most of them occurred in my heart and spirit. This is my fight against becoming a statistic, a fight against drowning in the sea of my family's dysfunction, a fight against conforming to what was expected of me, a fight against the consuming pain of my past in order to grasp onto
a sliver of hope for my future. My future being a follower of Christ!
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